Travel: January 2008 Archives

After flying through the night, and kick starting my morning with the less-than-delicate shake of the flight attendant's hand, I am landed in New York City.

Somehow it seemed to make sense to fly red eye- I guess it's always one of those things that looks good on paper. But yet, here I am- eyes most likely at least a shade of pink.

I'll be in press/analyst meetings all day, so here's to being bright eyed and bushy tailed. At 8:14 am, I find it highly unlikely that my hotel will have a room ready for me. Hopefully they have an accomodating bathroom, for now, that will be my temporary command post. I'm really surprised that hotels don't have showers and a place to get changed/freshen up like an airline lounge.

Oh well, I think a teeth brushing is priority 0, everything else comes secondary.

And on a side note, I always enjoy picking my NYC transportation. Among a sea of cabs this Escalade emerged, cutting people off left and right - receiving several solid honks of the horn. I said with pride, "That's my driver".