It was a late night flying over the friendly skies yesterday. My flight to JFK airport was delayed by two hours so my version of going to bed was catching the red eye to NY at 2:00am. Thankfully, it was a smooth ride across the country without any wild airplane stories.
I do remember waking up to the sound of the pilot over the intercom saying we were approaching the Big Apple. Talk about a cool alarm clock! Air travel is so crazy when you really stop to think about it, one minute you are on the sunny West Coast and the next in the chilly cold of NYC. Taking a moment to stop and appreciate that kind of quick luxury sure does make me feel grateful. There are so many people out there that are fearful of flying and miss out on so much LIFE!
JFK airport is the sixth busiest airport in the USA and has hundreds of flights going in and out daily. It was a huge relief walking off the plane and being able to catch an Uber because let me tell you once more, it was freezing. You know that type of cold I’m talking about, when the wind and air actually hurts your face.
After an hour in stop-n-go traffic, I arrived at one of my favorite spots, The Dream Meatpacking!
The staff is so kind to me and always give me the nicest welcome. It is one of the many reasons why I love staying at this hotel. The other BIG reason is their super cozy beds that basically feel like a cluster of fluffy clouds.
The Meatpacking District is such a cool area of the city, it has a unique history that dates back to the early 1800’s! Almost a century later, The Meatpacking District became home to 250 slaughterhouses and packing plants that filled the streets. Those houses produced the nation’s third-largest volume of dressed meats.
The Chelsea Market is probably the most popular shopping and quick dining hot spots in the Meatpacking, but if you walk just a few feet down to Gansevoort Street, you’ll find another lovely treasure..
The Gansevoort Market!
So, as I lay here in this magical bed (with a very full tummy), I am thankful for my first day back in New York. This week kinda feels like I will be living in the movie Frozen but every once in awhile I’ll just remind myself to “Let It Go!”
I’ll check in with you all tomorrow.
The Other Hubby