Bay Inn and Suites at Seaworld

The staff was pretty friendly especially the maids I find one working on our floor and I asked her if she could service out room and give us extra towels and she did. She was very approachable. The mattress although it was uncomfortable to sleep on they did have bed bug protectors which I really appreciated. The fridge and microwave was a nice addition to the room.

The room we stood in was allegedly a two standard queen room but our beds were more Like full size beds and one of the mattress was lopsided which made it uncomfortable, also they were low to The floor and they were on wheels so the beds moved fairly easy we checked if we could lock the wheel and nope the did not. The overall restroom was small but everything worked.

Adequate private off street parking which can be hard to find.

Cleanliness left much to be desired! They should do away with the carpet, you couldn't walk on it barefoot or your feet turned black. They need to bug bomb the whole hotel because there is a nasty roach problem!

Pass unless you are borderline homeless.

Gio was the only bright spot, the other clerks are pretty rude, especially the dirty blond with “f**k you” figuratively tattooed on her face. She’s snotty and I had a justified sense of dread to report an issue with my room.

I did not like: The murder that happened in broad day light a half a block away. The moldy smell from the a/c unit. The roaches on the window and floor. The nasty, moldy carpet (if you are on the lam or have zero standards bring slippers to walk around and shower in). the WiFi that not only craps out every ten minutes, there is a block on certain websites (I ended up tethering because it was more consistent and I could go to any site I wanted). Speaking of cell reception all phone carriers have problems if more than five feet from the door or window, so you can leave the window/door open, but that invites all the bugs in San Diego. Now the refrigerator! It clunked out the second day and the remedy? “Unplug it and plug it into another socket.” That did not work, but the fourth socket, probably the only one that still worked, was alright until the fourth day. The maintenance person looks like one of the vagrants that lives around Pt. Loma, so don’t be alarmed if something breaks and a beggar comes to your door to fix it: unprofessional is an understatement. The walls are super thin, I got to hear three different neighbors have intercourse, which was great, especially at 4am.