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The Levines Check into The Carlyle

Dear Reader, do you see a correlation between these two events?


Moving Day started with the overloading of our Volvo chariot for the five block trip to The Carlyle. It is hard to imagine the amount of "stuff' one needs when moving to temporary housing (although it is obscene to consider The Carlyle that way) and add to that the change in seasons. In other words, we moved with all the necessities of modern New York Life. This included (but was not limited to) computer, other electronic gear, clothes for any occasion and for severe weather, liposuction equipment, etc.


From the moment we and our baggage arrived at the hotel, it was apparent that "going first class" was going to be redefined. We were whisked into the arms of the doorman and his support staff. We have stayed at many premier properties in this country Europe and Asia, but we knew that we were about to encounter something really special.


If our first night was any indication, we might never want to return to life as we knew it! 


Everything you can imagine was at our disposal. Our pantry was filled with our favorite foods from the local Health Food store, dark chocolate candy, and fruit & nuts. Flat screen TVs, DVD players, wireless Internet service, and other goodies were scattered throughout our suite.  All this courtesy of The Carlyle. Our fairy Godmother, Alex, kept waving her magic wand and granting all of our wishes. There is a night time turn down service, but unfortunately it takes place after our bedtime. For those who know us, after 7pm we have already shut down for the night.


The most mind blowing moment was when we realized that our pillows were complete with our monogrammed initials. Proving that The Carlyle lives up to its reputation as the top hotel in New York, if not the world.


This post started on Sunday and carried through until Tuesday. We have become acclimated to this way of living. Many of you have said that we will never return to 72nd Street and our prior life. The truth of the matter is unless we can find a benefactor to support this life style, it will never happen.


Perhaps there is a market for a "call" Grandmother and Grandfather. Gads, I hope not as I have neither the energy or memory of what this life style entails.


More at a later time,


Larry