Oh, New York City.

I spent 6.5 hours in DFW airport yesterday trying to get to New York. One cancelled flight, four ticket counters, three glasses of wine and some appetizers at Friday’s later, I ended up flying into Newark and cabbing it to the city.

I got to the smallest hotel room ever (at the Hudson Hotel) at 2:30, finally fell asleep at 3:30, woke up at 4ish because the heater was making some awful noise and now it is 8:30 and I have to start getting ready soon.

I am hungry, tired and cranky. And I am quite fearful for this day…in more ways than one.

Tagged as: travel. new york.