Crazy, right? Well I guess it's hard to tell unless you live here and have to shovel all this shit out.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Back in NY
I was so happy to get off the plane at Newark Airport yesterday. I guess it showed--or maybe I was actually saying those words--and I had to explain that it wasn't specifically Newark that I was talking about but the whole tri-state area. It all just feels a little bit more lived-in than the rest of the country, or what I've seen of it. And I'd had my fill of overheard business conversations and cool rolling suitcases and frequent one-pass flying privileges and "Mariott Courtyard Check-ins."
The hotel we stayed at in downtown Atlanta, the Westin Peachtree Plaza, was this massive 73-story building with over 1,000 rooms apparently and it really felt that large. It was not a comfortable, warm place at all. There seemed to be a perpetual cold breeze blowing in the lobby which maybe would have been nice in the summer but in the winter was nasty. And AGAIN, the room that we got, the first time around, was really crappy. I feel like if you try to save any money on your hotel they give you the worst room you can find. Either way I've now learned that you almost always have to ask for something different/better. Our first room was on the 67th floor which meant that it took a long elevator ride to get to. And the door was dirty and they were renovating the room next door and the view was of a crane attached to the outside of the building and the toilet would start running every hour or so and then stop again. It was all just creepy. So after a night we asked to change to a room with a king-sized bed (after a night of switching to accommodate Lizzie and Georgia's moods we decided we should all just sleep together) and the new room was on the 38th floor and was much nicer.
The hotel we stayed at in downtown Atlanta, the Westin Peachtree Plaza, was this massive 73-story building with over 1,000 rooms apparently and it really felt that large. It was not a comfortable, warm place at all. There seemed to be a perpetual cold breeze blowing in the lobby which maybe would have been nice in the summer but in the winter was nasty. And AGAIN, the room that we got, the first time around, was really crappy. I feel like if you try to save any money on your hotel they give you the worst room you can find. Either way I've now learned that you almost always have to ask for something different/better. Our first room was on the 67th floor which meant that it took a long elevator ride to get to. And the door was dirty and they were renovating the room next door and the view was of a crane attached to the outside of the building and the toilet would start running every hour or so and then stop again. It was all just creepy. So after a night we asked to change to a room with a king-sized bed (after a night of switching to accommodate Lizzie and Georgia's moods we decided we should all just sleep together) and the new room was on the 38th floor and was much nicer.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
February Vacation
Hopefully I've successfully thrown off anyone who's reading this "blog" and now I can write in anonymity. yeah that makes sense but who cares?
The girls and I are off from work and school and we're headed to Atlanta for a few days on a film making adventure: Daddy and Daughters in the Old South.
The girls and I are off from work and school and we're headed to Atlanta for a few days on a film making adventure: Daddy and Daughters in the Old South.
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