text: I lived in this hole for a month while working in Vegas. And unlike for some of the guests in this place, for me \"working\" is not a euphemism for prostitution.\n\nMy room was small and bizarrely laid out, which made it difficult to relax in, especially when I had a guest. I can't imagine staying here with another person., or really trying to get work done in the room. There was also an unpleasant smell- like some kind of perfume. I kept looking for an air freshener or some other source of the odor, but didn't see one.\n\nOne day my shower handle broke while I was taking a shower and I wasn't able to turn off the water. Since they had no maintenance staff on site at the time, I had to change rooms- but not before the desk clerk asked some random male guest to come into my room to try to fix the shower. He brought his beer and chips in with him.\n\nIt was a huge pain to move after living there for several weeks, and the room they  moved me to had a screwed up lock. So sometimes I couldn't get into my room.\n\nThere was a mysterious, disgusting substance on my door handle the entire time I stayed there, and the treadmill was broken the entire time as well. Remember, I was there for a month.\n\nThey allow animals, and for a while there was a dog in a room by the elevator that would bark at me while I waited for the elevator.\n\nThey clean the rooms once a week, but they missed my cleaning day one week and I had to remind them.\n\nOne the plus side, it's a short walk to a Starbucks, a grocery store, and other stuff, and the strip isn't too far away. And the staff are very nice. It's not their fault this place is a crap hole.\n\nDon't give the homeless people in the parking lot money or they will keep coming back looking for you. I don't know what I was thinking.