After touring many of the nice convention and meeting rooms near the top of the hotel, we were looking around a storage closet full of carpet and furniture when we noticed a door at the far end of the closet. Climbing over and around all the stuff, we got to the door, and opened it to reveal a very old, very tempting set of stairs heading up. Liz whipped out her camera as we scurried up into a series of ancient mechanical rooms on different levels, in which we found tiny doors leading out to various rooftops. We never managed to find the way to the uppermost rooftop, but we did get some spectacular views of the city.
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