TERRIBLE. I checked in late (2:00 am—exhausted after endless travel and flight cancellations). I double checked that I had a non-smoking king. “Yes,” said front desk. “But sometimes crazy people go in there and smoke.” I was too tired to really get into what he was talking about. Took a while to get to my room (around corners, past indoor pool, outside, through parking lot and up stairs). More like a motel from 1980s. The room absolutely reeked of old smoke. Walls dirty. In need of massive overhaul. Thought to complain but how did I know other “non smoking” rooms didn’t smell the same? Plus, it was now after 2:00 am. I just collapsed under the sheets (which didn’t smell bad) and hoped it wouldn’t be a big deal. Bad decision. Woke up three hours later, headache. Room still stinking like an ashtray. Only clean smelling room was bathroom. I put my luggage in there. Fitfully slept until 8:00. Showered and got out of there. Told front desk. New guy. The owner. Nice enough. Sympathized, but said people smoked and it got through the vents and walls?? Okay. Never again.