In a New York Minute

So I went to New York City over the weekend. Flew in Friday afternoon, and made it out in the nick of time on Saturday evening. I took my 17-year-old cousin to visit the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn. She is thinking of applying to their really unique writing program. So, we got a room in Greenwich Village at the Washington Square Hotel and then took a taxi to the school on Saturday.

That place is pretty cool, and totally up Rachael's ally. Pratt is primarily an art and design school, so it attracts an interesting crowd. Rach fits right in with the atmosphere, it was almost scary to me how perfect it seems for her. Pratt is like the only school in New York with a real gated campus. It's old, and it surely isn't a "beautiful" campus, but it's at least a real campus and not just buildings scattered throughout the city.

All that aside, I must say even as much as I've traveled in my young life (I've been to Paris, London, Florida and NYC several times already), it is still very stressful. This trip was even more stressful though because of the impending weather and because I was responsible for another human being! Wow. I had knots in my stomach the entire trip - catching cabs, walking around near our hotel, finding the school ok, getting to the airport early enough to know if our flight was delayed or cancelled, worrying about the snowstorm and whether or not we would actually get out of there. Bah. Traveling for work is so much easier. You're not worried about money and you usually have a car service, AND I only have to worry about myself.

Let's just say, I won't be doing that again any time soon.

Oh, and did I mention Rachael had never been on a plane before this trip?