If I could I would give Gabriel and his dump of a roach motel and fleabag Inn a -5 star. He’s crooked and should not be allowed to host anyone ever again. There was blood, urine, sweat and other bodily fluid stains on the bed covers and lining. We felt dirtier for having no choice (short of sleeping out on the park benches) but to stay here a night until we could find other accommodations. We left after our first night only because we didn't arrive to this motel until after 8:15pm and after trying for hours to get a refund and looking for another place to stay we had no choice but to stay in this ramshackled place for a night since we couldn't get into our Wyndham resort the next morning. The NYC taxes are not clear on booking under Gabriel’s house rules, but it's around 20%. You pay this additional extortion amount upon arrival and check-in, in addition to what you may have already paid on Airbnb for the room rate. Our taxes and resort fees for Gabriel totaled $174.72; $113 in addition to the $15/night or $60 for a resort fee for 4 nights. There's nothing about this place that feels like a resort, there are zero amenities and their breakfast is abysmal, a waste of money and a total joke and not gluten-sensitive-friendly at all, some crappy bagels and empty carafes of coffee to put a frown on your face in the morning mostly. So make sure you plan for an additional hefty amount for taxes and their BS daily resort fees. It was an addition to the $183.72 for 4 nights stay, which I made sure to pay in full up front for the base room rate before our trip. The floors creaked up and down the room and down the hallway. I felt like I was in a nightmare apartment here, I could hear the baby next door yelling and cooing and screaming through the wall. I could also hear people in the other rooms and their conversation from their rooms to the hallway to our room, it's as if they were in the room with us. The room is smaller than my walk-in closet in my condo. The bed is not a queen, maybe a full. There's a couple of cracks in the tile in the bathroom, and many cracked tiles in bathtub tiles too, along with exposed wall anchors and exposed wire with conduit coming out of a hole in the bathroom wall, how completely decrepit can this place be. It's an old building and it shows everywhere and the walls are paper thin. I could hear a guy talking on his phone in the hallway and it sounded like he was in the room with us, awful. Gabriel is a crooked host, owner, do be aware and be cautious of him. We haven't been here a half hour and he would not give us a refund at all, but was totally willing to cancel our room and not honor a refund even if services were not rendered for us, he would be happy to be rid of us so he can book someone else in our stead and get paid twice for the room. Double dipping. This place has the aura of an hourly seedy motel, it's been an utter disappointment and unbelievable headache and we haven't even been here for 2 hours. The bathtub is moldy around the caulk, there are cracks where the handle bars were affixed on the four corners and the mounted curved shower rod is coming out of the walls or poorly tacked down and is drooped down so low and the sink is obscenely small, the same size as you would find on a cruise boat. In reality the room and bathroom isn't much bigger than the cruise ship rooms, all told. The red soap dish is cracked for our viewing pleasure.
The faux wood floors are dirty, grimey and warped in the bedroom. There were foreign hairs found on the floor, and no they were not the color of my hair or my husband's, but then it makes sense since the floors felt dirty that they were clearly not cleaned; though they are clear about charging $50 for a cleaning fee after your visit. The mattress springs are shot, creaky like a hand me down college dorm mattress from the latest dumpster dive at the nearby vacated lot in the midst of a gentrification project. The mattress cover on the mattress has several sweat or urine stains as well as 3 blood stains too. There are also bodily stains on the fitted sheet. My husband finds it amusing how much noise the bed makes with even the slightest of a turn. There's a beautiful city view of the spiked rooftops of the building next door, what a gem. The heat when turned on smelled like plastic burning. The box spring is filthy, discreetly veiled and hidden by the bed skirt. There are stains on the boxspring cover and it's ripped on a corner. I fear there are bed bugs in this place as it would not surprise me given the shambled state of the room. I have stayed at nicer motels in up north Michigan than this cesspool of an excuse for a boutique resort hotel, this place doesn't qualify as a resort. If I were homeless I might not mind staying here at all. James was MIA, the 3 guests from 1002 called him on our behalf as well about checking out. He told us all to leave our keys at the front desk and thus we did with the guests for room 1002, he was nowhere to be found and wasn't close enough to be able to pick up our keys. BTW there's a miss on having a 24 hour front desk under the house rule, that they charge $15/day to the guests for and it was after 10am.