The room was large and had newer carpet. The bed and sheets were good…read more I was disappointed that there were no cups in the room, no coffee maker, no wifi password posted, the toilet and seat were wobbly. The ice maker was down, so no ice. The breakfast was minimal but free. The clerk was polite.

The evening clerk Austin was quite nice. The next morning, I was awaking by an elder man banging on…read moremy door at 10am, one hour before check out. I went to the front desk to complain to Mahu, his only response. "What room are you in?" Not helpful. I packed quickly, checked out, and 10 miles away, realized I left my eye glasses in the hotel room. I parked and called the front desk. Boomy advised me to call back in 30 minutes. I did and was told that no glasses were found. I called again once I arrived in my hotel in Atlanta, as I had searched my property. I was advised that my glasses were at the front desk. Boomy said I needed to send a prepaid self-addressed envelope (which was not an option for me as I was traveling for work, staying no longer than two nights/stop). I drove 453 miles to retrieve my glasses, with a newly scratched lens, spent the night in a different hotel. My left glasses, my fault, but the customer service was lacking and disappointing, accept for Austin. He deserves five stars for his great people skills.

For a budget hotel in rural Arkansas, this Days Inn gets the job done. It's currently under…read morerenovation and is looking very nice. Rooms are very clean and spacious, the location is optimal right off I-40, and they have a nice, large indoor pool (although that's drained currently with the ongoing construction). The shower is decent and the breakfast room is nice, but the continental breakfast is pretty modest. This isn't a bad stop along I-40 for budget conscious travelers. And when you're there, you'll want to stop by the Road Ranger gas station within walking distance where they offer very affordable gas and offer technological gadgets, treats from The Amish-Buggy company, and world-renowned Killer Brownies from Ohio!

Like everyone else said, you get what you paid for. The room is nice. What we needed. Beds were…read morehard as a rock but it's whatever. I know this isn't the hotels problem, but it was social hour right outside our window. For hours. Like a party. Finally dispersed around 9pm.. we get up for breakfast, that's stated on their website...what breakfast? A couple granola bars were there, a waffle maker with no batter. Nothing in the fridge. The juice station was on? And 2 almost empty bins of cereal. No fruit. No muffins? Oh there was bread..We grabbed some fruit loops for the kiddos and we are gonna head to the Waffle House down the road . As we were walking out of the dining area, the front desk lady was telling another guest, 'yea we really don't have a breakfast.' ...no they have barely the bare minimum.

Just don't. It's bad bad - holes in the walls, weird smells, a random puddle on the floor by our…read morerefrigerator. The beds themselves were ok enough to get to sleep for 5 hours and the only saving grace was the super chipped ice from the ice machine. But we had to make our own ice bucket because there wasn't one in our room. Go someone else.

Stayed in this place last night and it was horrible. Smelled like funk. Towels looked like they…read morewere washed in dirty water. Baseboards were coming off the walls. Just totally gross. Don't stay here... sleep in your car!!

Most disgusting hotel I have ever stayed in an I have been to third world countries. Save your…read moremoney, and go down the road. Filthy, the bed was terrible, meph heads outside screaming all night, blood on floor. Stay at your own risk and don't say I didn't warn you.

One word: YUCK. WITH HOW LONG THINGS HAVE BEEN SHUT DOWN THERE IS NO REASON HOTELS SHOULDNT BE…read moreCLEANED OR BLEACHED IN BATHROOMS?! Obviously haven't bothered here. How about this hotel owners, YOU stay in your worst rooms you're giving to public and see if it's acceptable. Most hotels along trip have been ok, to of these have been deplorable. This one should be shut down until repairs and cleaning approved.

There rooms are nasty can't have nobody there and if u don't pay on time he will call the cops on…read moreyou I would not go there bedbugs on the bed flees on the carpet I would rather go to the bates motel than here to this dump

First room, A/C knob broken - didn't work. Second room, A/C…read moredidn't work until the breaker was reset. No furniture in the room, not even a chair. Beds on rusty iron frames. Ceiling stained and patchy. Capet stained and splattered with paint. Bathroom is your worst nightmare. The shower is straight from the 50s, with the stains to prove it. There are paint "crumbs" in the tub, paint stains in the tub. No ice maker, no coffee, no trash can. This place needs to be shut down. The Super 8 next door looks like a palace. Upside? The toilet works and there's water pressure.

This is, by far, the grossest hotel I've ever stepped foot into. The website summary is very…read moremisleading. Besides being in a ghetto area where I don't feel safe even leaving my car at, but the front desk employee was very rude. As soon as I walked in, he said the TV isn't working and that he couldn't print my receipt for my stay until tomorrow morning. When I got to my room, it smelt of nasty cigarettes or cigars - I was supposed to have a non smoking room. Two lamps didn't turn on and the toilet didn't flush. It was absolutely disgusting and unacceptable. Not to mention the tweakers roaming around. I obviously decided not to stay, and of course he wouldn't refund me. Sleeping in your car would be better than staying in one of these filthy rooms.

I wish I could give it negative stars. Not even sure where to begin…read more I hadn't planned on driving all the way to Brinkley but the ominous warning signs for the seemingly endless construction on I-40 in Arkasas every 10 miles convinced me I needed to get through it at 1 AM rather than during the day (return trip proved my suspicions were correct, 1 1/2 hour delay heading back west). Rolled into Brinkley at around 1:30 AM. From the outside the hotel looks fine at night but the signs warning "no refunds" and the night clerk who looked like he video tapes young children at the playground should have had me turning around and leaving. But I was so tired I took a chance. And $40 for the night, I was really just looking for a clean place to sleep. I open the door and at first glance it looked okay. Then I headed towards the bathroom. No towels, just a single washrag. The coating in the tub was peeling and the drain had rust spots. The toilet needed 2-3 flushes even for #1. The TV had the worst cable/dish reception I've ever seen-but the TV in the lobby had a crystal clear picture. The promised free wi-fi didn't work at all, was never able to connect to it. All the plugs in the electrical outlets were well worn, finally decided not to plug in my phone or laptop for charging. The drapes had pins in them and were needed to close them completely. I was finally able to fall asleep, not sure if I'd wake up in a tub of ice with a kidney missing. When I woke up in the morning, that's when I noticed the fire alarm. Hanging open, no battery. Seriously? That's got to be all kinds of illegal and I'm definitely reporting that. The same clerk that was there at check-in was there when I checked out. When I told him about the fire alarm, he just shrugged. This place should not even be in business its so run down. Contrast it with the Days Inn I stayed at in Jackson, TN on the way back. Same room rate got me a clean, well appointed room with a nice TV, working wi-fi (fastest hotel connection I've ever had), clean bathroom and a plethora of towels. Do not stay here. Avoid it like the plague. Because you might actually catch the plague at this dump.

It was a hell of a drive. My dad and I were making our way from California to Massachusetts in…read moreJanuary, so we took the southern route. This was a stop out of pure exhaustion several days into the journey, this Heritage Inn was inexpensive conveniently located not far off the highway. Inside the office, we were greeted by a scruffy-bearded overweight fellow with a wandering eye at the front desk who slowly drawled out the question," Y'all here for duck huntin' or just entertainin'?" I wasn't really sure what to make of this set of options. I proceeded to explain to the man that my dad and I were just passing through and needed a room for the evening. After a slow, awkward, thick-fingered transaction took place, we got our room key. Upon exiting the office and quickly scanning the area, I noticed a pair of 4X4 trucks in the parking lot with telltale a-hunter-owns-this-truck stickers all over them (ie gun associations, pictures of animals, hints of camouflage patterns here and there). I instantly understood the hunting option the fellow at the front desk mentioned as this apparently was indeed a place that folks stayed when hunting ducks, but "entertainin'"? Dad and I brought our bags from my van to the room. We opened the door, switched on the light, and I was instantly in awe of the overly-intricate array of pattern and color clashing that was going on: it was almost stunning. I posted a picture, a rather haunting one at that, if you look through the images for this place on yelp. With that combination of wall, floor, and bedspread patterns, i would think you could probably get away with murder as far as stains go, but even then the rough edges and grime of this place shown through. Truthfully, I didn't really want to look too closely: it was the kind of room in which I wouldn't be surprised if a prostitute had been strangled there, or at the very least emotionally scarred for life. It was at this point, the "entertainin''" option for proposed activities one could do with a hotel room started to make sense. Shortly after settling in a bit, we decided to step out for a bite, so we took a walk over to the equally sketchy chain pizza joint across the street. Along our route we noticed several women aimlessly walking back and forth along the road; seemingly out of place for what was essentially, not even a glorified, freeway off & on-ramp. I then deduced that my initial feelings about our room were, perhaps, not that far off. Dark, this place was dark. In summation, if you're into sketchy sex, killing things, and a grim, hopeless, overall disconcerting vibe, maybe this is totally the place for you. My dad didn't really dig it at all though.