Noo Yawk
We has a rainy but uneventful drive to NYC after saying goodbye to Dad and Joyce and enjoying nice bagel breakfast in Glens Falls. The skies let loose as soon as we got to midtown Manhattan, making it hard to navigate (along with the many one-way streets and people darting about in the downpour.)
Eventually we found the hotel and figured out how to park in front. We waited for a break in the deluge, and got our luggage into the lobby and the car in the underground parking garage for our 2 day stay.
Then the frustration began. We were supposed to have a 3pm check in time, but were told our room would not be ready until 4 (with no explanation). At four it was still not ready, and the managers were all unavailable or in a meeting. This went on until almost 5, when Amy cornered a bellhop, who was able to help us. As he went up the elevator to check on our room, I ducked into the elevator behind him. He explained that the hotel is very short on housekeeping help, because there are some maids out sick and some on vacation. So there was ONE housekeeper for our entire floor. When we got to the room she explained in halting English and almost tears, that she had been calling for a missing blanket for our room for an hour, but no one answered her calls. So we were held up for the sake of a blanket! I quickly let her and the bellhop know we were fine without the blanket, and we soon were in our room and settled in. It's quite nice. The blanket showed up later.
We waited for the rain to slow up and headed out for dinner. We found an Indian restaurant Amy and I had eaten at on our first trip to NYC about 20 years ago. It was just as good, and the waitress was amazed we remembered the place and that we came back.
Then we wandered around Times Square,
bought souvenirs, visited the M & M store, and enjoyed the "busiest place on earth". We walked Amy back to the hotel, and Sam, Sarah and I went back out to see the lights of the city,
strolling around until 10pm. As we returned to the hotel, we saw a purveyor of counterfeit handbags being arrested, and all his merchandise thrown in a police car. A little slice of New York...
(pictures later)
Eventually we found the hotel and figured out how to park in front. We waited for a break in the deluge, and got our luggage into the lobby and the car in the underground parking garage for our 2 day stay.
Then the frustration began. We were supposed to have a 3pm check in time, but were told our room would not be ready until 4 (with no explanation). At four it was still not ready, and the managers were all unavailable or in a meeting. This went on until almost 5, when Amy cornered a bellhop, who was able to help us. As he went up the elevator to check on our room, I ducked into the elevator behind him. He explained that the hotel is very short on housekeeping help, because there are some maids out sick and some on vacation. So there was ONE housekeeper for our entire floor. When we got to the room she explained in halting English and almost tears, that she had been calling for a missing blanket for our room for an hour, but no one answered her calls. So we were held up for the sake of a blanket! I quickly let her and the bellhop know we were fine without the blanket, and we soon were in our room and settled in. It's quite nice. The blanket showed up later.
We waited for the rain to slow up and headed out for dinner. We found an Indian restaurant Amy and I had eaten at on our first trip to NYC about 20 years ago. It was just as good, and the waitress was amazed we remembered the place and that we came back.
Then we wandered around Times Square,
(pictures later)
maybe you can buy cheap from police,.
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