This was the third time I traveled to NY with my daughter to drop her off at a sleepover, and the second time I’ve slept in their daughters’ beds. The first time this happened, I was simply ill prepared for finding a hotel. I figured, it’s NYC- hotels there are like churches here, on every corner. I did not plan on prices being jacked up due to the most wonderful time of the year, and therefore, was literally down and out.
This past time, I found a hotel nearby- but it was not for me, not even for one night.
So, when I texted the mom to see if it was too late to come by, she said, “come!”
“OK, and we’re sleeping over.”
Next time, I’ll just carry my toothbrush and pjs on a stick.