Nightmare: got no sleep, moved to better motel. Two rooms for my best friend and our two sons, there for Stanford Spalsh: horror story that resulted in an Emergency Room visit for her son who got a line of bedbug bites, which we at first thought were scabbies' bites and this is not the half of it. Nasty. Nasty.Nasty.

The lone male Indian worker, Punjab accent, seemed to be trying to accommodate and be nice but could do nothing without calling owner who was unavailable by phone.

First bad sign was using lobby bathroom which doubled for a storage for cleaning supplies, mops and the stale-gross, hydrogenated brkfast food that I've seen served at homeless shelters. [FYI: cheap/thoughtless homeless shelters I've taken clothes directly to homeless, so clothes not picked through by Salvation Army Staff for best and then what's left sold for $$, which the homeless do not have $$.]

Rooms: Boys' room had cracked window and long black hairs and short on their pillow cases and in their beds, so we made motel give them another room;, but their first floor room had a serious crack in window and unlucky, other boy, my friend's son, Evan, chose bed by window and got the bedbug bites. They later told us they found black (seems like Hispanic or NA or Indian or some sort) hair - thick, straight. By now it's late, midnight-ish and I pull back covers on my bed to find it's been slept in with same hairs and other dirt or make-up on pillowcase and in sheets. We were tired and demanded clean sheets and I volunteered to change them myself. The front office Indian(from India) guy pulls open a drawer behind him at front desk and pulls out tattered towls and pillow cases and says "none here". Now he's calling owner for directive and I'm irate. We spend the next half an hour walking the property to find some door to a supposed "laundry room" but unable to find sheets at all here either. Not wanting to disturb boys, I demand he move us to a clean room. I actually walked with him and viewed a half dozen empty rooms, most smelled very nasty, musty, horrid and by now we're on the second floor. I finally agree to a large room after turning down bedding and not finding hairs. We settle in and low and behold it's unpleasant to breath, and now I happened to look up at the ceiling and see BLACK MOLD covering ceiling by entrance and in another corner. Too tired to leave, it's near 2p by now, we sleep fitfully for 3.5 hours with the windows open and dash out, of course without their sickening brkfast, and screamed at them they'll be sued if they try to put our charges through.

You know, I don't believe they have a laundry room or any spare bedding anywhere.?!

To their credit of not wanting a further hassle from people who seemed litigious, they did eventually withdraw their room charges, but not after multiple calls and eventually laying into the wayward owner.

I threatened to turn them in to BBB RWCity, but did not, to the Feds, but did not, and actually never even bothered to write anything til just now. I am doing so, in appreciation of the people who have written to warn me away from several Motel 6's, Budget Inn's around Vacaville, Fairfield, and Vallejo.

I am on a budget, as in very little $, and due to the reviews have elected to sleep in my car and miss a shower on this weekend's trip. I was at the Days Inn Redwood City about Spring Splash 2012.

Oh, we got out quickly in the a.m. and took boys to brkfast and found a super room at the Creekside Inn in Palo Alto who gave us a similar rate after hearing our harrowing story. I don't think they'd have rented to us that a.m. had they known that night we'd find out her boy got the bedbugs' bites and goodness knows what else we brought. I had to go back for our fight about $ a little later around 9a and saw their regulars meeting: an AA group, some sort of substance abuse group riddled with, of course, smokers and people who appeared were in desperate need of a bath or shower.

Hope I save some one from a similar fate. Not one tiny bit, one I iota exaggerated here.