The Williamston Inn is the bare minimum required to be considered "Lodging". There was a bed, a phone, and a television. I was honestly quite surprised that I didnt see a marque boasting "Color Television". In all seriousness, the lasting impression came from opening the mini fridge to keep a jug of water for the week, and finding a half eaten tin of Jalepeno Cheddar dip and a mostly full Bojangles bag in there. Also, my room came fully stocked with 3 squares of toilet paper when I checked in. Then I asked for a roll and the reaction I got made me feel as though I had a ration limit that I had exceeded. All that said, I did not loathe my time there. The family that owns the Inn was very courteous, if a bit lacking in response time (they live behind the front office, so I didn't expect them to be Johnny on the spot). I liked that it provided shelter. Location is out of the way, and in my experience, I was given all the privacy I could hope for. The price was right too, since I really only needed the bare minimum... they provided that.