Alaskan Hotel in Juneau, Alaska

The stomping started like thunder. Then came the shouts and screams and the twinkling twangs of musical instruments. Amongst this aural onslaught the prospect of sleep fades like mountains into the mist, replaced by the throbbing reality of your new outsized headache. You'll feel it all here, a great outgushing of sound that resonates through the wafer thin walls and drowns out the staff's laughable claims of imposing law and order. A man's cough is heard four doors down. The flush of a toilet in another. These aren't rooms so much as shabby cubby holes with hinges. So if you seek shelter keep on walking, this is a place that only fosters storms. However if you seek 3 A.M. hallway hoedowns, back breaking beds, busted tvs, cigarette scented air, and cant-be-bothered employees then by all means roll the dice on your sanity and book a room. Just don't be surprised when you come out thinking that the wild frontier ain't all its cracked up to be.