Quality Inn Florence Muscle Shoals

I want my money back. We checked it. The room was disgusting, dirty and the place smelled we ended up at the place next door

room had cigarette smell

Couch and comforter had large stains

The bathroom was dirty. The first floor hall smell of marijuana. The pool area was not well kept the chairs were covered with bird crap. Nothing good to say about it.

Staff was super friendly and property was clean. Sofa was stained and worn but overall room was nice. The bed and bedding was clean and comfortable. The breakfast was typical of most hotels but fresh and delicious. Will he staying again in the future.

Good value for the price. I will stay there again soon.

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The employees were super nice and friendly!

I was scheduked to stay fir my son tournament at Pickwick, unfortunately my daughter had to go into the hospital here in Fl so we could not make it. Hotels.com would have refunded my night, but Quality Inn would not authorize it. I chose to jeeo the reservation since it was already paid for instead of cancelling so Quality Inn could rent it out again and make 2x the money or more as it was in demand due to 400 college kids in the tournament, plus thier families. I spend thousands a year in travel. I will never use Quality Inn again.

The Quality Inn Florence/Muscle Shoals was probably the second worst hotel I've ever stayed in, losing the absolute worst to the meth-infused place with the busted door I once found myself in. Where to start? Perhaps with the front desk staff, who were all very nice and did their best to address concerns. There were just too many to address. First, the place is dingy, outdated and filthy. There are stains on the carpets and sticky uncleaned spills on the linoleum floors. It is incredibly unkempt. When I went to let myself into the first room I stayed in, Room 123, there was a pair of unknown shoes in the corner by the door, the sofa sagged and had hideous scary stains, black on the seats and white and crusty on the arm. The desk chair had large pieces of the plastic covering worn away, exposing bare foam. The bathroom door had a big spill of something dark dried on it. There was grime on the floor of the bathroom and someone's hair in the sink, which was cracked. It was ghastly. It was also very loud, with people hanging out in the hallway (which smelled of marijuana) and in the parking lot outside of my room. Had I not been exhausted I would have asked to be moved, but I waited until the next day, when the nice front desk lady moved me to the second floor, Room 201. It was somewhat cleaner, but the recliner was again stained, the bathroom light flickered, the faucet dripped all night and the bed was very uncomfortable. The breakfast was inedible.