New York (Part B)

We managed to snag a pretty slick shack to base our operations out of in midtown manhatten. None but the most entertaining archetypes stay at this hotel. Trust fund babies, models, secret service-esque hotel staff, strung out wall st. wheeler dealers and of course expedia and priceline junkies like us. The hotel had it's own soundtrack and a couple really chilled out areas to relax in - the Art History library, and sky terrace seen below.



Apparently trying incredibly hard to be trendy means you don't have time to excel in math, which means the expensive bottle of wine I ordered for us never appeared on the bill - bonus! I would have picked up the hotel's soundtrack as well if I had known.



These squirrel hammer cocks for a hunting rifle made our visit to the MET more than worth our while. The huge spherical theatre in the Rose Parks space center was the icing on the cake for us as well. OH - and dinosaurs.




A few gratuitiously sexy shots of NYC at it's most electric. The Apple cube you see was the entrance to a subterranean 'grove' of thick rimmed glasses, turtle necks and well lit machines. Just beforehand we stumbled onto a 10 block street fair leading all the way up to Time Square.