The room in the West Village has a view across SoHo. The hotel is one where its best if you wear black, if you want to blend with the trend. I'd driven stress-free from Connecticut into Central Manhattan and found the parking lot to return the car without getting lost(not even using a map), but the yellow cab from 55th to Grand and West Broadway had a manic driver who loved smoking tyre stops, so it was great to see the inventive mini-bar contents in the room.
Firefly Chill-Out de-stress drink, with herbal extracts.
After sifting a gazzilion emails, it was time to venture into the now darkened streets, past the bustling lobby and out into the warm air past rows of full and animated restaurants.
New York, New York, its a helluva town.
Tag: New York
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