Non Non-Smoking

Of course, I don't have a home in NYC. This is the hardest thing to get used to each time I come back here. At least it only really lasts for the first couple of nights.

"Home" tonight is the Holiday Inn near Columbus Circle. It's a trek, and we share a cab. I feel like such a tourist. Who stays at the Holiday Inn? People who don't want to shell out 500 bucks a night for a hotel, that's who.

I was given a smoking room, which I could have gotten upset about but then I would have had nowhere to stay. They weren't able to switch me until the next day, so I ironed my clothes and tried to shield them from the air as much as possible so they wouldn't smell like smoke.

I think they deliberately save the worst rooms for the smokers. This place wasn't Hotel Pennsylvania bad, but it wasn't exactly nice either. This is a shot of the peeling wallpaper in the bathroom, complete with moldy stuff.

Until morning, then.