The problem with tipping, and other brief ramblings.

Day 2

After circling the Big Apple in the air (three holding patterns,) we were finally permitted to land. Meet Alicia promptly outside the gate - was great to see her after nine months. And despite what facebook photos might suggest she has not, in fact, put on much weight ;-).

Found our way to the (not-so-scary) Subway and after several (sometimes rather complicated) changes, found our way to 79th St Station. It was raining when we surfaced, a biting, chilling rain, and I pity the delightfully friendly concierge Matt for the sight he must have endured when we two weary travelers appeared at his desk.

Room is lovely - in fact, I've taken a couple of photos in the (probably) vain hope that I might one day redecorate my bedroom in similar style.

Went for a stroll along Broadway, found a cute little restaurant where the both of us ate pasta for dinner. Mine was "penne alla vodka". It had the sweetness and warmth of vodka, without the alcoholic side effects - might go looking for a similar recipe once home! The only problem: atrocious customer service. What is the point in having a system of tipping when there is a social contract that you're obligated to tip anyway? Tipping should be based on merit, not expectation.

Had a further bit of a look around, but realising that our hands were almost incapable of movement, and with our hair drenched we made our way back to the hotel. Despite some technology issues (a crazy television that wouldn't go off) sleep was okay.