"Do you smell that?" I asked. "I'm not making it up, am I?" The cute, curvy front desk clerk sniffed and made a face. "No," she said. "I smell that too." She leaned a bit towards me and waved a finger towards a vent in the bathroom. "A lot of people think they can get away with smoking in their bathroom, especially when it's cold like this outside. I'm so sorry it's drifting into your room." After countless stays in count...