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I’m in nyc for a memorial service for a square dancer who died suddenly a few months ago. http://patrickross.life/
Drove down with friends last night. They got an expensive hotel room (tho they were proud it was less than $300), but I have a coworker who lives in manhattan who said I could crash there, so I took him up on that.
It’s really tiny; 3 guys, 3 bedrooms, tiny bathroom, small kitchen/laundry/living space. They have a futon-like object that folds (mostly) flat. It was surprisingly comfortable despite having a ridge where it folds; you just have to arrange yourself carefully. There’s also only window A/C in the bedrooms so it was kind of warm. Helpfully I’m fairly resistant to heat, and I actually slept really well!
It’s a little odd because all 3 of them are terribly introverted so they (even my host) disappeared into their rooms all evening (I arrived at 9pm) so it was a little like being in my own hotel room, reading my book till I was sleepy, then this morning eating the random food I’d brought after asking if they were the sort that never had any food in the fridge. I mean, they were polite in the 3 sentences I exchanged but that was it.
Off to explore Central Park for the morning (which is only a couple blocks away) and then figure out how to ride the subway to the memorial.
Drove down with friends last night. They got an expensive hotel room (tho they were proud it was less than $300), but I have a coworker who lives in manhattan who said I could crash there, so I took him up on that.
It’s really tiny; 3 guys, 3 bedrooms, tiny bathroom, small kitchen/laundry/living space. They have a futon-like object that folds (mostly) flat. It was surprisingly comfortable despite having a ridge where it folds; you just have to arrange yourself carefully. There’s also only window A/C in the bedrooms so it was kind of warm. Helpfully I’m fairly resistant to heat, and I actually slept really well!
It’s a little odd because all 3 of them are terribly introverted so they (even my host) disappeared into their rooms all evening (I arrived at 9pm) so it was a little like being in my own hotel room, reading my book till I was sleepy, then this morning eating the random food I’d brought after asking if they were the sort that never had any food in the fridge. I mean, they were polite in the 3 sentences I exchanged but that was it.
Off to explore Central Park for the morning (which is only a couple blocks away) and then figure out how to ride the subway to the memorial.
