La Quinta Inn & Suites by Wyndham Jackson/Cape Girardeau — Hotel in Jackson

((Extremely hateful/rude breakfast worker)) ruined my good day I was having. lighting in the rooms are way too low for working on papers. My microwave had to be replaced first day. But, I was pretty happy here until breakfast this morning 8-9-25. I have a small bag that I learned to carry food/drinks in coffee cups with lids back to my room if eating there. I have autoimmune disease SFSN that causes my glucose all over. I liked everything and got some of each. I got yogurt, apple, milk I was going to eat after couple hours before I left. The toaster was set too high for how I like my muffin. So I made another half of one. Or I would have only had one. The food worker came over to me when I was getting butter/jelly giving me dirty looks/snarling/rolling her eyes. I looked at her confused not knowing why she was so rude/hateful to me. She smarted off you got enough in front of male customer behind her. I said she’s rolling her eyes hateful to me. She smarted off you know what I’m talking about. She said loaded your bag up. First off I see customers all the time everywhere that pile 2 or more plates way high plus drinks. Some eat it all/some throw away. (( I did NOT even get any waffles like everyone around me was.)) I got eggs/sausage/blueberry muffins/apple/yogurts/milk/juice. Most people get all of it plus a huge waffle or more. I don’t appreciate her treating me that way without knowing exactly how much food I had compared to anyone else there that had waffles that I did not. I went to counter to tell that worker to tell management. I kept trying to tell her in private. But the breakfast worker kept coming over. Another customer came down to get towels. I waited until she was done to tell counter worker. Evidently the breakfast worker was complaining about me to her and walked over to counter with that other customer to start getting on to me about it. I couldn’t believe I went from good day to treated like garbage by your worker and her mouthing off to me and talking about me in front of other customers. Sour puss look on her face to me.Look at your cameras to see how she was treating me. You’ll also see I got no waffles. Most people get everything I did plus those. Please speak to her not to ruin your customers days first thing in the...

Unfortunately, my family and other families who were traveling to Cape for sports had a horrible experience! We came back from the sports complex at 9:30 PM and ready to share some team pizza, sing happy birthday to one of the players whose birthday it was and let her open up her gifts from her teammates. We were sitting in the lobby and the lights were turned off on us. We were told that the lobby closes at 10 o’clock. It’s a big, beautiful and very clean lobby and we thought we could sit there as a group till 11-11:30 and head to bed.We were not allowed to do that and we were told to go outside on the back patio and that was only gonna be open till 11. We did that with coats and blankets wrapped around all of us, because it was freezing —but still had the cops called on us. It was absolutely ridiculous! We travel to Cape Girardeau at least four times a year and we will never ever go back there. And I will be sure to let all my sports friends know not to go there as well. We travel most of the year and we have never stayed at a hotel where the lobby closes at 10 PM. They said the reasoning was is because there’s four rooms on the first floor. One of those rooms was occupied by one of the families who was part of our team. We weren’t gonna be crazy loud, but we were going to sit there, eat together and celebrate a players birthday. it was just ridiculous! I’ve never been in a hotel where there’s a curfew to be in our rooms. I put a big damper on our night. We were all frustrated -parents and kids! Some of the parents and I laughed and said no wonder the hotel was so cheap! Nobody’s...

Well… It Had Walls and a Roof

What a wonderful stay. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to sleep on a 1990s fold-out couch but without the nostalgic charm, this is your place. I asked the front desk for food delivery recommendations and was met with the riveting response: “Pizza.” That’s it. If you’re brave enough to venture out, the only dining option is across a highway—no crosswalks, no sidewalks—just Frogger with real-world consequences, leading to a restaurant that looks like it gave up on life and hung a “For Sale” sign.

The bed? A chiropractic adventure. The shower? Only functional if you switch the showerhead to "pressure washer" mode. Two of the towels looked like they’d already had a rough night out, and the breakfast... let’s call it experimental. Powdered eggs reanimated from their former lives, microwave-warmed sausage, and coffee that could be accurately labeled as “tea’s weaker cousin.” They did have a waffle station, but the batter was so thick and chunky I wasn’t sure if I was making waffles or drywall paste.

The hallways reeked of vinegar, which pairs nicely with the stained carpets and filthy elevators. My room featured an artistic collection of mystery stains across the furniture, walls, ceiling, and even the air conditioner. The bathroom mirror was broken, and a drawer was hanging on by a thread—just like my patience.

Is it worth 3 stars? Honestly, I’m only awarding the third star because the building didn’t collapse during my stay. Manage your expectations and maybe bring your own...