Waking up to the sounds and views of NYC just feels so good. On the second day of the year, my husband, our son, and I woke up in a tiny hotel room in Tribeca. That was supposed to be where we spent the night after welcoming in the New Year but since I booked the hotel for the wrong night (and a refund wasn’t an option), we took the opportunity to have the experience. After all, I intend for my 2025 and beyond to be filled with new and exciting experiences. What’s so exciting about a tiny hotel room in Tribeca you may ask? To me, everything. It’s the old school architecture (renovated but with really old bones) and the ability to just pop the hotel room window open like a window in any prewar building (I doubt that’s possible in most other types of hotels). It’s the lively downstairs bar with loud music, incredible energy, and people enjoying themselves. It’s the comfy cotton bathrobes and great shower water pressure. It’s the map of the entire downtown Manhattan, laid out in tile, on the shower wall (which kept our son especially busy while he took a shower, as he searched for the Lilac, a former coast guard ship that him and his dad volunteer on sometimes to assist with restoring it and have even gotten to walk in the NYC Veteran’s Day parade because of it). It’s the free continental breakfast in a highly rated restaurant that’s attached to the hotel (but that is also its own entity with several locations around the city) that’s open exclusively to hotel guests in the morning for a buffet breakfast before it opens up to the public. But above all, it’s really my love for the city. New York and I are in a decades long love affair but more on that in another entry. For now, we’re checking out of our tiny Tribeca hotel room and stepping out into the city streets to find our next adventure (and service our clients because it’s a business day).
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