Saturday morning in New York City is....Well, what can I say....Noisy! Being an only child really make certain things stand out to you!
Went to see Chicago last night which was certainly pretty entertaining. On the way back to the Hotel, it became clear there was some sort of event going on in Times Square so I ducked off into a side street to get away and stopped at a late night restaurant called Angus McIndoe:
http://www.angusmcindoe.com/ Small, but nice atmosphere. I did have some trouble ordering drinks, however. Places on the East Coast tend to think that it's charming to remove the front wall of their restraurant for that "open air feel". As I don't speak very loud to begin with, this simply results in nobody being able to hear me and my being unwilling to yell to place an order. I did find it entertaining, though, to see the look on the waiters face when he thought I was asking for a devil vodka.
Came back to my tiny room in Times Square and sat down to catch up on my emails. At first, I felt I was too tired to go up to the roof to relax with one of the cigars I'd brought with me (I picked out an CAO Mx2, Ashton VSG and Oliva V) but ended up reading something which put me "on a mission" to find a nice box of vintage 2003 cigars and a bottles or two of Glenfiddich bottled in 2003. Decided to go up to the roof, anyway. Enjoyed my Mx2 and a cup of coffee until 4:30 in the morning. Found some sparse leads on the cigars...not so much luck on the Glen.
Now that I have my obligatory 4 hours of sleep, I'm going to try out the shower, run down to see what kind of continental breakfast this place serves (card simply instructs me to go down to the Starbucks and they'll set me up) and head out to wander around town!