An appropriate choice of words; I am in a New York state of mind

An appropriate choice of words; I am in a New York state of mind

fiction
edward w pritchard

An appropriate choice of words; I am in a New York state of mind. Actually it's Manhattan's  upper East side, at 67th and Lexington.

First order of business find a fine hotel. Out of the way, eclectic, a rare bargain. Limited conveniences, just the necessities. Then which way to the Met. Browse until I tire of the world's finest Art collection. Alone if circumstance dictates or if it's a great day with a unique companion.

Then to lunch. Any of New York's twenty thousand restaurants will excite. Walk and walk after. Try to get lost. Back to the hotel. One hour and twenty minutes of deep sleep. Then a beer for me and Cognac for her. Damn the expense. Sit on the balcony and watch the evening rise.

Day two to the MOMA. Just in the morning. Dinner at the four Seasons. It's a little too formal but that's Ok. Find a bookstore and see a show.

Drowsy but in a New York state of mind watch the celebrites stroll by while sitting in the lobby of the Carlyle. One last drink at the Plaza or the Pierre.

Back to Ohio, peanuts and pepsi on the stuffy plane never tasted so good.