Fun times in the city
Miracle baby came to meet me and my colleagues and we ended up at the Brasserie thanks to someone’s tip that restaurants around New York City were having a special prix fix menu. All of the ramped up energy I had from not sleeping caught up with me by the end of the meal though and I felt like crawling home to my hotel. But my niece and I rallied for one more drink if for anything to say we did (or at least to hear my niece say, “It’s Tuesday” in response to the lively standing room only crowd in the bar and then I sprinted up to my room to crawl under the covers and finally to sleep, perchance to dream. I woke to the sound of fire trucks early in the morning and just rolled over and said, that’s enough, never again Renaissance Hotel! At least the fire alarm hadn’t gone off, only the lights and sirens this time.
Later, I thought about my 22 year old niece beginning her adult life in New York – how wonderful is that? But I must admit, at almost 52, my thoughts are home on the bayou, to quiet nights and lazy walks along the bayou. New York has it all – if that is what you want – sometimes you want the opposite of all, you want just enough.