Thursday, January 01, 2009

Coffee/Tea at The Biltmore

We had about 40 minutes to kill before they'd let more ice skaters into the rink at Pershing Square, and it was a chilly day, so we went across the street to The Biltmore to warm up with coffee and tea, and warm milk for Astrid.
Astrid snuggling with her Papa in the lobby.
Goofing around to pass the time.
Playing with Papa's hair.
Can we go yet?

While in the lobby we sat across from a family that flew in from London on the same flight as us. I remember them because their daughter kept me up all night (as she did her parents - even throwing something at her dad's head to keep him awake which lead him to scream out loud - yeah fun when you're trying to sleep) with her antics. Her name was Franchesa and she acted like the spoiled brat character in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. So badly behaved and I had the misfortune of sitting next to them. I only mentioned it because it was a weird coincidence.

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