Pool table, cool tunes, nice people and a cigarette machine with $6 cigarettes. Nope. I am not in NYC anymore.
I do miss having my bike. I would sure like to peddle my way around swiftly and safely. For now i'll just walk with purpose and hope the NYC attitude holds up.
Oh...and a guy in short pants, suspenders, tattoos and a straw boater just walked by. Nice.
Enjoying some quiet alone time (like I didn't have enough of that at the airport today) before the social networking madness kicks off tomorrow at Tales.
Good night sweet Marigny! I'll see you in the morning! Right now my king size Victorian bed is calling. Did they even make king size beds in victorian times? I feel guilty having it all to myself. Wish I at least had my Palbert to share it with.
My bike and my dog. That is what I wish I had with me right now. Go figure.
Dreaming in Cocktails