The toilet rocked when you sat on it. More importantly, when flushed, it just filled with more and more water. I should have known there was a problem when I saw the plunger next to the toilet. The plunger didn't have any noticeable effect. The water very, very slowly went down the drain on its own, BUT NOTHING ELSE DID. Repeated flushing just filled the bowl up with water again. You get the picture. It wasn't pretty. We got in nearly at midnight and didn't recognize there was a problem until early morning, so there was nothing to be done without getting dressed, packing up all of our stuff, and moving to a different room after having already slept. Since they knew there was a problem, why didn't they close the room to guests until it was fixed? The place was not crowded -- there were plenty of empty rooms -- and now I know why. It's pretty darned fundamental in the hospitality industry that you don't rent out a room with a non-working toilet. Oh, and by the way, the carpets in the halls and on the stairs are stained and dirty to the point of being disgusting. Evidently the neighborhood is sketchy, too. We had to be buzzed in and out of the lobby door by the person at the desk, no matter what the time of day or night. What if there was a fire? Or if the person at the desk was taking a bathroom break? This place had the best price of anywhere for miles around. I'd have gladly paid far more to have avoided this disgusting experience.
The room was adequate, except for the toilet.