Within 10 seconds of exiting the car, I was propositioned by a dumpster-diving male prostitute, who greeted me with a "Hey Sugar Bear", and proceeded to try and show me his goods. *NOT* what a dude wants to hear after 10 hours of driving. Or hell, EVER. This was the first FAIL. The poor condition of the walls, AC unit, pool, sheets, homeless encampment in the parking lot just added together to make it a better idea to sleep in your car if you find yourself desperate enough to try and stay here.