Thank god this place was non smoking.
One breath of cancer air down at the lobby was enough to make me bolt in search of supplemental oxygen.
Yuk!
Our suite was pretty A-OK for the price. A bar fridge to store the Gatorade in to aid the hangovers, and all the free filtered water you could ask for down in the respectable workout room.
The club across the street was pretty loud with an outdoor "concert" into the wee hours one night. But oh well. Can't complain. We should have just joined in the festivities. What the hell were we doing trying to sleep before 3am. anyways? Duh!
Friendly staff downstairs at all hours, and a security guard posted at the door too. So it was pretty secure I guess. Not sure why they needed all the heat?