She put us in a room that smelled like smoke and had a view of the parking lot. Unfortunately, the front desk agent was very rude and did ended our illusion of 'impressed'. We parked and were given a ride by a nice valet in a golf cart. The driveway is impressive and you begin to think you just may be in for a good time.
After a long fight with traffic and a few twisty roads, we finally arrived at the BVR.
