Motel 6 Elizabeth, NJ - Newark Liberty Intl Airport

I spent one night here and I like it, the room was so clean and the bathroom as well, cleanliness is so important to me. The breakfast also is good The staff in the reception is so nice and very helpful.. highly recommend

Stayed here for 4 nights. When we got to the first room, the bathroom door didn't have a lock and the toilet didn't flush. Second room was better. AC worked well, toilet you had to hold but flushed fine, sheets and towels were clean. Some outlets didn't work and we had to choose between the microwave or mini-fridge. Little stingy on toilet paper but they'll give you if you ask. For the price, it definitely met my expectations.

Motel 6 Review: Affordable Comfort with Reliable Service I recently stayed at Motel 6 and was pleasantly surprised by the quality and value of my experience. The property provided exactly what I needed: clean, comfortable accommodations at an affordable price. From check-in to check-out, the staff was friendly, professional, and eager to assist, which made the entire stay seamless and enjoyable. The room was well-maintained, with all the essentials for a comfortable stay, including a cozy bed, efficient climate control, and a clean, modern bathroom. While not luxurious, the simplicity of the setup was refreshing, and the attention to cleanliness stood out. I also appreciated the thoughtful touches like free Wi-Fi and ample parking right outside my door. The location was convenient, situated close to major highways and amenities, making it easy to grab a bite or run errands nearby. Despite its proximity to busy areas, the motel was surprisingly quiet at night, ensuring a restful sleep. Motel 6’s commitment to affordability without compromising on basic quality makes it a standout choice for budget-conscious travelers. Whether you’re on a road trip, traveling for work, or just need a no-frills place to stay, this motel delivers excellent value for the price. I’ll definitely consider staying here again and would recommend it to anyone looking for a dependable and economical lodging option.

I stayed one night, it was good, 24 hrs Front Desk, clean room, friendly staff and free shuttle to the airport. I can’t complain. Greetings from Dominican Republic!

Tub Banged, Ghosts Slayed, Core Memories Made Okay so here’s the tea, and by tea I mean the green liquid dripping from the motel showerhead that Eugene Labubu II insisted was “just ectoplasm” and then tried to bottle for his "ghost Etsy." We booked Room 206 at the same Motel 6 because we literally don’t learn lessons. And because Shannon Debussy was like, “If we’re gonna get haunted, at least let’s get haunted with points.” Let me just say: We had the time of our LIVES and also maybe accidentally opened a portal in the bathtub. #oops #familyfun #bubblingdimensionhole First red flag: when we checked in, the front desk person said “You’re back. Bold.” and handed us a key wrapped in a wet napkin. Shannon said “Kinda aesthetic?” and I said “Kinda biohazard.” We compromised by Purell-ing our entire hands off. Room smelled like old root beer, fresh despair, and Bath & Body Works’ discontinued “Cursed Victorian Widow” scent. So obviously we were in love. Let’s talk about the bathtub. It banged. Constantly. From the inside. Like something was trapped beneath it, rhythmically trying to send messages in demonic jazz beats. Shannon took a bath anyway. She said it felt “like being held by a moist skeleton with something to prove.” She came out glowing. And twitching. But mostly glowing. The tub eventually filled itself with beetles. We named them all Gary. We tried to sleep but the walls kept whispering “Come play in the static” and Eugene started levitating above the bed like he was doing casual planks in hell. Honestly proud of his core strength. The hair soap? Evolved. This time it was braided into the shape of a horse. A horse with human teeth. Shannon screamed. Eugene adopted it. It’s in his backpack now. We feed it mints. The fridge? Unplugged. Still cold inside. And when I opened the freezer, it whispered “Don’t.” So I closed it. I respect boundaries. The TV only played looped footage of us checking in. We never saw a camera. I waved once. My reflection didn’t wave back. He just stared. Judging me. Probably for my socks-and-sandals combo. There was a shadow that followed Shannon the entire time but never showed up in photos. We named him Carl. Carl watched us play Uno. Carl hates when you skip his turn. Carl flipped the table. We still love him. Breakfast was an empty waffle maker, a single cold hard-boiled egg, and a pamphlet titled “Why You’ll Never Leave.” We laughed. Took it to go. Eugene now speaks in an ancient tongue but only on Wednesdays. Shannon started seeing colors that don’t exist. I got 14 mysterious mosquito bites in the shape of the Wendy’s logo. And yet? BEST. FAMILY. WEEKEND. EVER. We made memories. We screamed. We bonded over the haunted ice machine. Shannon Debussy kissed me under the flickering hallway light while Crispin (our now-family ghost) played a haunted flute in the distance. Will we return? Already booked for Christmas. Carl’s making eggnog.

I accidentally made a booking error for the date on a nonrefundable purchase, and they were kind enough to accommodate me and my family. The rooms were clean, no bugs, and odorless. Just a little loud being so close to the highway.

I know your trying your best always know people don't know whats is like to work in a motel until your try it I'm sorry if people are rude

To my surprise it was actually really nice. Heat worked and room was clean. Just wish the front desk guy paid more attention to their guests instead of being on their phone playing games.