Pads on Pasadena Ave

Worst hotel ever. There are cockroaches everywhere. We were supposed to stay for 3 nights and ran away after the first night, and of course, no possibility of being reimbursed. Everything is dirty and smelly. The area is noisy.

I didn't enjoy the Guy screaming at his girlfriend at 3am. I didn't like that there was a missing smoke detector (Rm 10). I didn't like that the windows were boarded up from the outside with no inside release levers. If god forbid there was ever a fire at Pads o n Pasadena, people would die. Period. When you look inside the bottom cupboards, you can see right through to the under side of the house incl. the pipes and foundation, etc. At first (because of all the creepy & troubled ex-cons who use Pads for cheap nights stay), I thought those openings might be for the criminally disturbed to access other guests rooms. But good news, they are just used by vermin and roaches. It is obvious to me that only people experiencing hardships and desperation would seek a room at Pads on Pasadena. I imagine, like myself, that upon arrival people say to themselves "this can't be the place", as their senses become overwhelmed by just how dirty, unkempt, and creepy every inch of the property is. And where there is hardship and desperation and overwhelmed senses, there are predators. Companies like Altman who are eager to profit from misery. Companies that realize that people who are struggling to make it through the day are too exhausted or meek to complain about safety concerns or unhealthy conditions. The world as we know it has reset and the perpetual inequities and dismal standards fostered by operations such as Altman Apartments (dba Pads On Pasadena) will not thrive in the ever growing disinfecting light. I find myself in a moment of selflessness and eager to accelerate that cleansing. Under no circumstances should travelers (especially females) stay at this property.