The time I stayed somewhere worse was in 1990 in San Francisco. It was a motel room with wet carpet and a foul smell. The Metropolitan's carpet wasn't wet, but it was dirty and hadn't been vacuumed in days, possibly weeks. It did have a bad smell, and opening the window wasn't an option as it opened onto a closed-in balcony, with tables and chairs that anyone could use. There was nothing in the room apart from a bed, an old two-seater and a crooked TV. I can imagine in their day the shared bathrooms were nice, and brass tapware goes a long way, but not far enough to make up for so many other shortcomings. The Metropolitan is a classic example of false-economy, the damage to my psych was far greater than the difference between the Metropolitan and any other motel in town. Sorry, but it's true. They should either close these rooms or give the whole floor a complete makeover.
