Desperation makes sick bedfellows. We would NEVER EVER EVER have opted for this hellhole if we hadn't been evacuating for Hurricane Matthew. I'm surprised Hotels.com keeps offering up such a flea bag. We'd have been more comfortable staying in my car. I completely understand the place was crowded, with the noise of other evacuees' children running up and down the stairs for amusement all day and night. I understand tensions were high - but the owners are by far the poorest excuses for hucksters I've encountered - taking advantage of evacuees and last-minute lodgers worried for their safety. We could have afforded to stay in a better hotel... but nothing was available. Many of the other guests were clearly not in a position to do so. I feel badly for anyone who's wasted their

money in a Palmetto Inn. Greeted by the overwhelming odor of curry in the lobby, the proprietor instantly told us we should be "glad to have a roof over our heads". Sounded like a line from the Bates Motel. Norman, is that you? These shysters are NOT in the hospitality business. Either that or they're advocating their own hygiene habits. We got two 1 inch, 1/8th inch wafers of soap for 3 people for 3 days. One tiny packet of shampoo - half a teaspoon. No coffee maker... no kleenex... no housekeeping... no telephone. Pillows that appeared to have survived the second world war. Key cards that had to be recharged every morning or we couldn't get into a room we had paid for in advance. WiFi scam - you can access WIFI connections, but they don't connect to the internet. I had made the reservation two days in advance - and had clearly indicated we were traveling with pets, needed a nonsmoking room and needed internet access. But as we were checking out, the proprietor's BANSHEE wife screamed in the parking lot that we hadn't paid for pets. Same woman had tried to convince me a room was "nonsmoking" when it looked and smelled like an ashtray. Trying to charge us twice is probably not the best way to enhance your social media standing. The same woman came to the room each day to count towels. She wanted to argue and carp about how many we had - didn't want to pick up the trash and we had to beg for additional toilet paper. Ridiculous. We finally had to drive to WalMart and buy additional towels - BATH towels, not the hand towels, shampoo, a blanket, soap and a can of Lysol. There was blood on the coverlet. Mold everywhere. The sharp stench of cigarette smoke in a "nonsmoking" room is not going to fool anyone. Here's a hot business tip for the proprietors: try the laundromat business instead - and start by washing your sheets & bedspreads. Hospitality is obviously a term that escapes you. NEVER again.

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