Mount N Lake Motel
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311 E Evans Rd, Wofford Heights, CA 93285
311 E Evans Rd, Wofford Heights, CA 93285
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07/24/2011
Provided by YP.comI wish someone had warned me about the Mount 'n Lake Motel.
First off - we were suckered in by sites that offer a glowing "user" review of 4-5 stars stating what a nice time they had at this motel. I'm now convinced these were posted by the motel's owner. I later found two likely-to-be-honest reviews on TripAdvisor, one of which included photos demonstrating the nasty state of affairs at the Mount 'n Lake. Check those out. I wish I had seen them before...
Secondly - this place should be condemned. Seriously. You're better off tenting in a campground nearby. At least you won't worry about staff infections and cockroaches while you're nestled in your sleeping bag! The place made my first apartment look like a luxury condo. My finacee and I were afraid to touch anything. We slept fully clothed - she insisted on sleeping on our beach towel to avoid contact with the bed. We were brave and used the shower, but kept our water shoes on.
I should note that we enjoy camping and general adventures in travel - we're not snobby or overprivelaged when it comes to accommodations. We're can forgive a lot, but with anything there's a tipping point.
In a nutshell, here's some of the things we found during our one night stay:
The manager didn't give us a room key, explained that "we don't lock our doors. No one will go into your room." We felt differently and got our room key for a $5 deposit. (and she ended up going into one of our rooms while we were out)
Our rooms (we rented 2 for our party of 4) reeked of bleach cleanser. The spray bottle was still in our bathroom. Oddly enough, the rooms still didn't seem clean.
The place and everything in it was old and nasty. I don't know how else to explain it. It was gross.
No hangers in the closet.
No towel racks. No toilet paper dispenser.
No toilet paper. No shampoo. No soap.
Old, mis-matched towels. Hand towel had a big black skid mark on it.
A single, bare-bulb lamp.
The manager showed us the ceiling fan, explained that it wabbled a lot, but "don't worry. it won't come down on you."
The manager, convinced we didn't have a bath mat (she was wrong), appeared in our door and tossed another mat on the bed on top of my clothes, then left.
In one of the drawers I found two random novels in German and... a diaper.
The manager, when shown the diaper, commented that a lot of women from broken homes come to stay at the motel, then tossed the diaper back in the drawer.
Our friends found a big cockroach in their bathroom.
Overall, the management seemed unaware that anyone might be put off by the state of afairs at the motel. It's as if she's never stayed in a proper hotel/motel so she has no frame of reference. The experience was alotogether bizarre.
Not to mention the stacks of boxes in the back filled with chainsaw chains and chainsaw oil! Creepy.
We stayed at a quaint little motel the next night and had a perfectly nice time. Lesson learned.