Magnuson Hotel Fort Wayne North - Coliseum

The budget-friendly stay offers clean, comfortable rooms. Guests praise the attentive staff's excellent service. However, some express disappointment with the non-existent breakfast and concerns about food safety.

Good & quiet location. Friendly service and discounted rates with amazing room. Front desk staff goes beyond to make sure your stay is comfortable. Close to mall , restaurant and university. You can not ask anything more . I will stay again at this property .

My son and I came to Fort Wayne on a last minute opportunity to play in a basketball tournament. Prior to making the 9-10 hour drive from Minnesota, we needed to find a hotel so we went on Priceline to find a place for the weekend. We booked a stay and during our drive to FW, I received a notice that my hotel had an unexpected cancellation. It was about 5:30 pm so we pulled over to research and reserve a different hotel. After looking at a variety of hotels (descriptions and pictures), we decided on the Magnuson Hotel - the price sounded like a deal, given the fact that all the traditional hotels were already full (due to the National Tournament). Through Priceline, we did the reservation (the booking required that I pay immediately, given the demand for hotels this weekend). It was fine though because the pictures of the hotel showed a very nice campus with updated appliances, Wi-Fi, Continental breakfast, and most importantly, clean and sanitary rooms (I’m a frequent traveler anyway, but during the last few summers, basketball requires us to travel at least 3 weekends per month, so the one constant that I require is a clean and safe place, even if I have to pay more than I would like to). We arrive at the hotel and as we are pulling in the lot, the first thing my son said was “Dad, I don’t think this is the place on the Priceline App”. I double check and it is. Upon entering the hotel, you are immediately smacked with the smell of cigarettes, great/slippery/and dusty floors. There is an old round wood table, with its 4th leg being “stabilized” by a Yellow Pages phone book (no f****** lie - Yellow Pages). The entry way or “lobby” was dimly lit and the front desk area was unoccupied with a sign that said press 0 on this phone (but it should have said “dial 0” because it was a rotary phone). We check in and begin to head to the carpeted stair well (the hotel does not have an elevator - just one set of stairs. I felt like I was in a horror movie). My only thoughts walking up those stairs were “I wonder what my son is thinking” and “there still might be a chance that our room actually matches the photos from the Priceline App”. My hopes of a decent room vanished as soon as we reached the top of the stair case, when I seen the hallway. It looked like we were in an old abandoned building (I grew up poor in a major city during the 80s and 90s, so I’m familiar with what the crack epidemic did to my neighborhood and community - this hotel hallway was as dilapidated as any I had ever witnessed - my son had never experienced anything like this though). At this point, I was 90% sure that we weren’t staying, but I had already paid a non-refundable payment for the weekend (about $300), so I had to at least look and see if the rooms were habitable. I open the door - everything that you would imagine. A mini fridge that upon opening had a half eaten banana that appeared frozen, the door handle had a smear stain (not exactly sure with what, but it was a mixtur