#”Great customer service and a manager who actually listens and takes action on concerns. The staff are kind, helpful people, and the location makes everything convenient. A reliable and comfortable place to stay.”

What a nice group of people to meet when you are a hotel guest: Amal, MaraBella, Wendy, Kathy, Keegan, Tristan, Xavier, and so many more. We are grateful for their assistance. The general manager, Meg, was accommodating and a gracious host. The morning coffee and 24-hour parking are free. Lowe's, Planet Fitness, Costco/Walmart/Winco/Fred Meyer are all nearby. The rooms are spacious. It would be nice if they had a larger maintenance crew; this is a large property for one or two people to maintain. Overall, we think Extended Stay Tigard should be on the list of Best Kept Hotel Secrets in Portland.

My stay here was good. The staff is helpful and it is close to a nice dogpark and stores for necessary items. thank You

Tristan, Kathy and Mallory have taken good care of me during my extended stay in the Tigard / Lake Oswego area of the Pacific Northwest. Professional customer service.

For the traveler who wants an affordable room, an eat-in kitchen, no hassle parking, close proximity to I-5 and 217 and shopping at Walmart, Costco, and Fred Meyer, then this is the best place for you. The front desk staff is warm and welcoming. Kathy, Wendy, Xavier and Tristan are incredibly helpful and respond quickly to your requests. The housekeeping and maintenance crews are busy and present. Meg, Amahl, Keegan, Mallory, Marisela, etc. treat guests with respect and professionalism. I highly recommend Extended Stay Tigard.

The staff at This establishment in Tigard offers a truly commendable experience for extended stays. The staff members are consistently helpful and attentive to guest needs. Furthermore, the management fosters a positive and supportive environment, which is clearly appreciated by the team. Guests can expect to find their rooms and the surrounding grounds meticulously maintained and clean. It's evident that a high standard of service and upkeep is a priority here.

We were passing through on a road trip and stayed for a night. Lady at front desk was friendly and helpful. Room was old and had odd smell. Door lock was also stuck and would not open easily. Convenient location close to freeway.

This place is very affordable and Kathy at the front office is amazing! She was amazing the very first time she checked me in all the way to the last time. She’s definitely most people’s if not everyone’s favorite and she will always put a smile on your face

As a travel journalist, my purpose is to uncover the soul of a place—its history, its service, the memories it houses. Sometimes, however, the search leads not to a soul, but to a profound and chilling absence of one. During my research, I encountered a press investigation that has forever marked this establishment in my mind. The report detailed the trafficking of a child—a systematic process of coercion and horror that used this very hotel as a pivotal node. The child was moved through its corridors, forcibly drugged within its rooms, and subjected to repeated sexual assault. The most harrowing detail, the one that shifts this from a terrible news item to a visceral, human nightmare, was the mention of the child’s cries for help during the assault. As a professional, I am trained to maintain composure, but as a human being, I found myself physically sickened, haunted by the imagined echo of those pleas against the indifferent walls of a supposed sanctuary. This is not merely a bad review about threadbare towels or poor room service. This is about the fundamental contract of hospitality: that a space provides safety, dignity, and care. When that contract is not just broken but savagely inverted—when a place becomes a selected venue for such calculated evil—it ceases to be a hotel. It becomes a crime scene with a concierge. The immediate, legal culpability lies, of course, with the perpetrators. But a building, an institution, is not an innocent bystander. Serious questions must be asked, and they are questions I now ask of any traveler considering a stay here: What protocols were absent that allowed this to occur? What training did staff lack to recognize the signs of trafficking and distress? Was there a culture of willful blindness, where the transaction of a room key outweighed the moral transaction of human decency? The silence of a hotel in the face of such allegations is its own deafening testimony. To choose to stay here is to make a choice. It is to financially support an entity that is forever linked to a story of ultimate violation. You are not just booking a room; you are casting a vote for what you are willing to overlook. For me, the ledger is clear. The luxury of a quiet night’s sleep here is purchased at the unacceptable cost of ignoring a child’s screams that, though now silent in reality, should roar eternally in our collective conscience. There are failures in hospitality that can be remedied with a renovation, new management, or an apology. Then there are failures that are moral, absolute, and irrevocable. This, based on the documented horrors that unfolded within its premises, falls into the latter category. I cannot, in good faith, review the thread count of the sheets or the quality of the breakfast buffet. The only relevant critique is of the establishment’s character, and it has been found catastrophically, unforgivably wanting. I do not award this hotel stars. I mark it with a stain. A stain that no amount of bleach, no corporate rebranding, can ever erase. Travelers of conscience should avoid it without a second thought, for to walk its halls is to walk over a grave of innocence.

I found a sticky piece of crap under the covers in the smoke smelling room. They didnt have an extra sheet so they gave us another room.Very dirty place. They moved to another room so I guess that's good. Literally the only time I have ever found actual feces in a bed. Yeah, so gross. I may be scarred for life.