We thought it would be a cute boutique hotel on the outskirts of Chicago. What we got was a complete dive.
When we walked into our room, my boyfriend was so upset he wanted to cancel our reservation and take our chances finding something else.
The front desk greeted us not by saying hello, but by saying "Yes?". That should have been a sign. Our room was oddly layed out and smelled. The foot of the bed is less than 16 inches from the bathroom door, so watch out if you get up in the middle of the night to use the restroom - you literally fall into the bed. The bathroom was so dark that I couldn't see to put on my makeup and the shower (no bath tub) curtain was too short so we ended up getting the floor wet every time we showered.
Heed the warnings regarding parking. You have to park in a garage more than 2 blocks away. Checking in was difficult because there is nowhere to put your car! There are only four of five spaces to pull into to unload your car and check in. You can't even get that done before they are yelling at you to move your car and make room for the restaurant guests.
We definitely took a wrong turn with the Write Inn. Steer clear.













