Ok, at the time i stayed here, i did not live in st. louis. I lived in louisiana, and my family was on our way to visit my brother, who was in chiropractic school at the time. Now, my dad grew up way back in the old days, possibly in the great depression. Even though he is now relatively wealthy, he eats and stays in the most hole in the wall places. Well, on our way up to st. louis, we ate at a waffle house (ughhh). I got food poisoning and by 1 a.m., i was extremely sick, so he decided we would go ahead and sleep somewhere that night and continue our drive to Missouri the next morning. SO, he sees this sign for lakeside inn...it reminded me of that motel in Psycho!!! It was nasty...we got two rooms...one for me, my sister, and cousin...and one for my mom and dad. My mom went to turn on the light, and the lamp shade fell down and hit her on the head. The carpet was a gag-inducing shade of orangish-brown. The rooms were so gross and i kept waiting for someone from the texas chainsaw... more