As I pulled through the very tight and secluded parking lot to my room, kids on bikes seemed to disappear inside motel room(s). The seclusion of the parking lot made me feel unsafe. When I opened the door to my hotel, a large crack on the door made it evident the door had been broken into before. The door had 3 locks (handle, deadbolt, and chain). The room was stale and hot and synthetic fragrances were overwhelming. The lower parts of the furniture appeared to not ever be cleaned as I wiped off a layer of very old dust with the disinfectant wipes I carry. I never even sat down in the room, as I couldn’t see myself being able to relax and sleep there. I decided to pay for another hotel instead of staying here. I didn’t feel safe here, and the cleanliness wasn’t to my standards.