According to Beck, who, like many other reporters, followed NBA teams and owners to whichever hotel conference room the negotiations were scheduled for, hotel staffers mostly tolerated the inconvenience. Only once did things actually turn ugly, outside the Lowell:
"Two TV cameramen fought – poorly — after angrily wrestling for position during Stern’s sidewalk press conference. That was the last time the sides used the Lowell."
The rest of the odyssey mostly just allowed them to observe the subtle comforts and delights of each hotel:
"Along the way, I learned that the Cole Porter piano, in the Waldorf lobby, is a major tourist attraction. (We resisted the urge to plank it.) I learned that the Lowell, a boutique hotel on East 63rd Street, makes amazing chocolate-chip cookies. The Lowell also provided my back rest, as I sat on the 63rd Street sidewalk on the night of Oct. 4, and wrote that the N.B.A. had just canceled the first two weeks of the season."