I came down with a sore throat the evening before take off and was all out of sorts when packing. I unpacked and repacked the exact same articles around five times. I had gotten two absolutely lovely red coats for Christmas and was anxious to strut myself in them. My parents suggested that I step out onto the deck and then add ten degrees of windchill to however I was feeling. Ugh. I did so, and what resulted was me wearing my sleeping bag of a coat (true story: a dude once biked by me and asked me how my sleeping bag was) and my snow boots.
So, Mrs. C and I met up in CT and took the train into the city together. I told Mrs. C to rate my happiness level over the weekend and to make the judgement call as to whether I should live in NY again or not. I said that we would also have to go to Boston so she can properly compare.
Anyhoo. We got out of Grand Central (oh, the grandeur!) and naturally walked in the wrong direction for fifteen minutes in the cold. Of course, I was not cold because I was dressed for the Swiss Alps. When we finally arrived at the hotel, the reservationist said our room "was ready but..." She lingered on the "but". "But what?" "But, you've been upgraded." "Oh, thanks!" She gave a smile. A fantastic bellman offered to take our bags (oh you mean this plastic green thing I'm carrying???) and escorted us high onto what felt like a secret level. He had a twinkle in his eye and was kind of laughing. We walked and walked and turned a corner and he motioned to the private entryway at the end of the hall.
Imagine our surprise when we opened the door to find this : Luxurious 2-bedroom suite. Individually decorated and appointed to invite both lavish entertaining and private comfort. Minimum 1,800 sq. ft. of space. Amenities include work desk, high-speed wired and wireless internet, flat-screen television with premium channels and Lodgenet video, an iron and ironing board, a kitchen or wet bar with refrigerator, and marble tub and shower, safe, Hi-Fi stereo system and alarm clock radio. Towers guests enjoy personalized, private lobby check in, dedicated concierge, complimentary continental breakfast in the Astoria Lounge located on the 26th floor and twice-daily maid service with nightly turndown. The Suites feature exclusive mattress, mattress pad, down pillows, 250 thread-count triple sheets and duvet cover, bathrobes, slippers, and exclusive bath and amenity products.
I mean, are you dead serious about life right now?! We walk in and are just laughing hysterically, taking in the plushness and classical music that's playing. We later find out that we are staying in the same suite that Nicky Hilton grew up in and that Brad Pitt has stayed in..Um?!?!
Obviously, Mrs. C and I cracked open a bottle of red and started the beginning of an intense photo shoot.
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| The wee entrance (sarcasm). |
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| Yeah, cuz this is necessary... |
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| One of two bedrooms, king size bed, no doubt! |
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| One of three bathrooms. |
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| The view. What, what!! |
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| Same desk Nicky Hilton did coke, er I mean, her homework on.... |
Ca$h was meeting us at a restaurant so we decided to pretend that the room was the pits. "I mean, it's okay, just not as great as we had hoped. There's a box tv..." I told her. Dinner, though delicious, basically killed me, for I was so jazzed to see her face when she opened the doors.
We head back to the hotel...."Whaaaaat?" Total disbelief. More laughing and more photos.
Next up, the magic show. A bunch of dressed up people waiting in the lobby of the Waldorf, having absolutely no idea as to where to go. Eventually, a man escorts us via elevator to the 27th floor and leaves us there. As a group, we search the halls back and forth, still totally unsure as to where to go. Some speculate that is all part of the act. A few minutes go by, and the man reappears and apologizes for sending us to the wrong floor. Back in the elevator we go. We finally arrive at a suite, much like our own, possible a little smaller (how is that possible?!). We are told that the President of China has recently stayed in this suite. What?! We all file in and await the arrival of Steve Cohen, the Millionaire's Magician http://www.chambermagic.com/. Blow your mind/are you dead serious takes place for the next two hours.
So much more to write, but folks, how is your ADD?! I thought so! Okay, so I'll finish this story as a Part Deux. Get ready for it! Rock on!
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