I really feel terrible writing this review. I ate lunch one day at the cafe, and decided out of pity/curiosity to try the motel on my way back to Waterloo. Both are run by a very sweet old couple, who built them in 1962. Time has not been kind to them, or to the motel. It was sort of a tragic experience staying here. I imagine they'll only be around for a few more years, and then both the motel and cafe will be abandoned. Then in a few more years, the structures will be demolished, and America will have gotten a little bit duller.
First the good parts. The rate was very low, just $31 with tax. The motel has some cheery neon along the roof, and an antique Coke machine that vends 8 oz. bottles. It is quite a ways back from the road, and was dark and quiet at night. The owners are very nice, and Ida (the wife) is pretty chatty.
On to the rooms. The motel is sort of dreary inside, with painted cinderblock walls and a low ceiling. The furniture is mostly original, and while the lamp was really cool, the bed and chairs were dingy and very saggy. The carpet is a faded, worn shag. The linens were not very clean, they had a lot of hairs on them. The bathroom has all the original fixtures, which is kind of cool, but the shower is very homemade looking and had terrible water pressure. You do have a space heater, which kept the room nice and warm. If they just had someone with more physical strength doing the cleaning, this place would have gotten three stars. I just don't think they can take care of it anymore.
The restaurant serves diner food, and was pretty tasty and quite cheap. They closed it for the season just before Thanksgiving.