. . .wake up early in the morning in Athens, Greece, where the ship docked, and by the evening Brandon and I were back in the old U.S. of A.
7 hour difference in time, and both of us were exhausted, especially Brandon who had to carry our four pieces of luggage up 40 steps, 2 flights of stairs, to his apartment. After all the traveling I have done,you would think I would know how to pack light, but I usually return home with an extra suitcase, and this trip is no exception.
Went to bed early, but both of us were wide awake by 4 am the next morning. Seeing as it's New York, and New York never sleeps, we decided to bite the bullet, get dressed and go out to breakfast. Refueled and roaring to go, the rest of the city was just waking up, but I went back to bed and tried to get some more sleep. Poor Brandon had to go to work, and with the time change, that makes for a very long day.
Decided to be a tourist in the afternoon, and went uptown. I'm an uptown kinda gal, and there no better place to feel like you are in New York City than to go to Times Square. My favorite hotel in the world is right in the middle of all the commotion, the Marriott Marquis. If I wasn't staying with Brandon, then my one and only choice would be this hotel. Yes, it's expensive, over $300 a night, but it's all about location, location, location. The rooms are large, the staff is very friendly, and breakfast in the restaurant is always a treat.
Standing outside the hotel can be a nightmare with all the traffic and people going in all directions, but I love being in the middle of it all. Nothing is better than being in Times Square, looking at all the huge billboards advertising Broadway shows, and walking into the souvenir shops filled with I HEART NYC.
Never fear New York, I shall return, and soon.
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