Well... you didn't mention the 'housing' - the private residences - that they used to offer.
When I was a lad, that was all that my mom could afford - when we had to travel out of town.
I remember staying in someones' basement - with a bathtub in the middle, with a shower curtain surrounding it.
I remember staying in someone's home - who had no A/C, and tall floor to ceiling windows.
There were also other places where we stayed, too. Long ago.
It wasn't until later that my mom was able to afford staying at hotels - or perhaps they discontinued the private housing option.
Personally, I remember staying at a place that was gotten through the 'arrangement'. I was sent ahead of the rest of the group that was going to share the cost. We were put into what must've been an apartment complex. The first room assigned to us - I had the priveledge of seeing... the person who had moved out - had left in a hurry. It was a woman who had left meat in the kitchen sink... it had been there for a while... it was moving. The bathroom... well, the toilet wouldn't flush. The other rooms had various things like clothing and whatever that she had left behind. I actually tried to clean up the place... but then realized that it would take more than a day - and went back downstairs to get a different room assignment.
Regards,
Jim TX