What an experience… The super 8 unfortunately does not mean super great. A few stains on the sheets upon arrival was unfortunately only the beginning to our night of horrors. The carpet, was certainly not a magic one. More of a must, followed by our request for febreeze, which was more allusive of a crop dust. However, the concierge was very sweet, a diamond in the rough if you will. No breakfast, no problem! You can just chomp on the poisonous ice from the 2nd floor machine. A place to sleep, but nothing more. A memory to keep, but one that left us sore.