At this point, I know my way around a hotel. I have seen a lot of em, and I can tell you pretty quickly how to navigate them. I could be blindfolded and tossed into the lobby of a Courtyard, and I'd be in my room, ironing my shirts, and drinking a Coors Light from the mini-bar within 5 minutes. Every once in a while the business travel stars align, and I get to stay in a place like the Ames Hotel in Boston. Not only are the rooms deeluxe (pictured above), but the building itself is on the National Register of Historic Places, and the doorman told me that it was Boston's "first skyscraper." And Wikipedia agrees. Not pictured here is the nicest component of my room: A huge arched window that looked south over the Old City Hall, the Old South Meeting House, and what appear to be many other old things. No Coors Light, but hey you can't win em all.
