I can't remember exactly which hotel I was just in. I think it was the Sunshine something we use when in JFK. Anyway there is a nice indigo blue digital unit on the wall that I turn up to 72. Wake up shivering in a ball in my freakin bed too cold to get up and it's like 5am so no help diving for the curtains either. Then there's the choice you have to make. Do you lay in bed and curl up to an even tighter ball or do you jump out damn near screaming as you fight the battle against the cold towards the AC unit on the wall/floor? THEN as you start getting closer the air that's blowing out at 45mph and colder than all hell starts hitting you in the face so you duck down as close to you can to the floor. Next comes the squatted crab walk where you inch by inch work yourself closer under the razor sharp jetstream of air leaning in with your longest finger and star hitting the (^) button until it gets up into the 70s and the thing manages to shut off.... Only then have you won the battle.