The city is well-known to me as I’ve visited a dozen times in my life, but it’s also my crazy, insane, unpredictable friend. Like that one you keep from college who’s still taking tequila shots and waking up next to strangers. It’s hilarious to catch up, hear their stories and maybe even indulge the old lifestyle a little, but man am I exhausted by the end and ready to go home.
I covered The New York Times travel show last weekend for In The Know Traveler and was able to brush shoulders with other freelancers, industry operators and tourism boards. Intimidating at first, because I had no idea what I was doing. But after watching some of the pros expertly approach booths and act like they owned the place, I tried to follow suit and did pretty decently for my first crack at it. From private jet tours and women-centered excursion to destinations like Korea, Costa Rica and St. Lucia, there really was a little bit of everything. I chatted and networked my tail off, hopefully made some great connections and look forward to the next show where I’ll feel even more ready.
New York itself was ridiculous and a blast. I stayed at the Hotel Americano and loved feeling on top of the trend for once, as its sleek decor and eco-friendly nature was fresh. Rooms were comfortable and minimalistic, stocked with a pre-loaded iPad, Aesop bath products and funky amenities like a denim bath robe.
Friday was spent indulging in NYC’s restaurant week at The Red Cat in Chelsea, then off to a hookah bar on the seemingly other side of the world. Totally worth it though for the pineapple and passion fruit infused concoctions and pumping music. Spending Saturday on my feet and working was a lot to take on, so the night was a little more casual – dinner at Hotel Americano’s swank Latin/French restaurant (churros, get the churros, trust me), as well as a cocktail at their rooftop bar. I did venture out to be cheesy and see the Empire State Building too. Freezing, but the night time view and lack of lines was worth it.
Back to work now as I sift through business cards and make sense of this whirlwind of a trip. Can’t wait to go back soon though, because no matter how much NYC turns you upside down you’re always dying to return and do it all over again.