Baymont by Wyndham Walterboro

This place should be condemned! There were no towels in the room. I asked at the front desk twice and was told they would be nrought to my room but they never showed up. There was something in the sink that looked pretty scary, like a big spider web with live spiders. I had to go to Crackle Barrel to brush my teeth. There was black mold on the ceiling in the bathroom. I don't even want to attempt a guess at what was running down the mirror. I know I should have left immediately but I had been driving for 14 hours and couldn't go any further.

A horrible, horrible experience. There were two very nice workers who did their best. They were kind. It wasn’t the lobby attendant. Worst place I’ve ever stayed in. Roaches, no toilet paper, towels, ice, deadlock, bashed in door. Yikes!!

No towels in the bathroom, no coffee, silverware, fruit at breakfast. When we requested silverware we were told there was none.

It was gross. Don’t go there

The first red flag was at check in I was handed a scratchy paper thin towel and a wash cloth to take with me to the room. I didn’t understand what had just happened until I got to the room. It was either an old smoking room or was just musty and damp, but the room oozed filthy and dirty. But the reason I asked to be moved to another room was the fact I could not get any internet reception. The front desk person was helpful and gave me another room. Now the new room didn’t have internet reception either. Also did not have a security door latch. And the deadbolt would not turn. The floor had a huge visible stain where the fridge probably had defrosted with the water just going onto the floor. The sink handle was broken and when I tried to use it water sprayed all over. The towel rack was hanging by only a single anchor at a forty five degree sloped angle. So I couldn’t put my towel that I was given earlier on it. My first room did not have a coffee maker. This one did. But no coffee packs or cups. The room was dirty. The floor was dirty. It was the vinyl wood flooring, but had not been cleaned. Finally the back of the entry door was covered in graffiti. Like you might have seen in the high school bathroom stalls. Lewd and crude back then. Completely unacceptable to be on the motel door that I’m actually paying to stay in. And lastly there were twenty or so families living there as their residence. With the folks next door making noise until three in the morning.