Marriot Downtown West Street NYC
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Marriot Downtown, 85, West Street, NYC.
Rising, pitifully, at 07.55. Feeling worn after yesterday’s 10.5 hours door-to-door traveling adventures.
To the breakfasting trough I…
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Reflecting on the overall trajectory of my life. Sometimes exhaustion supports quiet reflecting, particularly where the environment & process are both conducive.
First arising of the day: King Crimson is No.1 in the Billboard album chart…
… with some help from Mr. West. The sale of 490,000 CDs in one week suggests that records do sell in the current changed music industry, but only where people want to buy them. This should be obvious. So, why would people want to buy a record in large numbers? If the industry cracks that one…
Today’s undertaking: NPR interview with john Schaefer at 16.00.
14.18 The Sistery Person is here!
Down to the lobby c. 13.00…
… and onto the street…
… to be present when the taxi arrived I…
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Patricia has flown in from Memphis to provide support for her brother’s performances at the WTC. As a Marriott hotel multi-million miler, or however their loyalty scheme works, Patricia has access to the Club level. This hotel is one block from Ground Zero. View from the top I...
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14.46 Shortly off to Varick St. & the NPR studio.
19.56 Into the taxi…
… arriving early to allow suitable time to find the building.
John Schaefer...
… interviewed a pretty limp interviewee…
Yesterday-travel, 16.00 as the low point of my bio-rhythm day, plus general witlessness: let’s trust the editor to snip 35 minutes into a concise 20 minutes & convince the listening public of the speaker’s acuity, concision and focused responses.
Onto the street…
… and the subway from Spring to the WTC I…
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Emerging, lost, and wandering around before finding the back of the hotel. I rarely mind being lost, when there is enough time, because I get to visit places I would not discover if a clear routemap and/or satnav were guiding the way. On this occasion time was allowed, partly to discover whether Patricia would be able to use the subway to get her to Times Square on Saturday. Sistery inherited our Mother’s sense of direction; eg north of Battery Park = Brooklyn.
Arriving at the hotel, Patricia’s facility as a barber was put to good use.
Dribbling furiously.
Night views I…
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Dribble dribble.
