What’s not to love about this place? Free haikus offered in the bar of our hotel where we had a drink tonight is a start.
I was feeling a little tired and angsty and a little nostalgic as it’s our last night here. I sat and read a great book that was in the library section about the buildings of NY, had a chat to Rob and then perked up a little after a mojito or two (funny that). I asked for my haiku, you just had to give them a topic.
“Give me something on the complexities of motherhood and self”.
After a high five on the topic from all three young men who sat at type writers tip pity tapping them out on small cards perched at the bar, a little while later I came back to see them and was presented with this:
And then we went and had some Korean for dinner.
This place you guys, this place.
Last night we had a drink at the Rose Bar at Gramercy Park Hotel.
We took a ride on the Roosevelt Island Tramway.
Had a superior Australian flat white coffee at Little Collins Street cafe.
Had lunch at Quality Meats.
Got a free haiku from the Haiku Guys at Arlo Hotel Bar.