I’m far from a girl scout. Anyone who has ever traveled with me knows this. I wait to pack until the last minute, I never have cash on me, and I’m absolutely horrible with directions. Thankfully, we only managed to get ourselves lost once. We were supposed to meet Chelse and Hilda for dinner (they ended up eating at Spice, a restaurant couple of blocks away from The Standard), but we missed our subway stop, had to get back on an uptown car, drop our stuff of at the hotel, and track a taxi down after we left Top of the Rock. By the time Victor and I got to the restaurant, Chelse and Hilda were already seated at a table for two. We had stopped at a gyro cart while we at Rockefeller Center, so weren’t all that hungry and just met up with them at the hotel before walking the thirty plus blocks to the Empire State Building.
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