I have quickly learned nothing ever goes to plan when travelling (Livvy and Liz - just think of our Europe trip a couple of years ago) and this trip is no exception.
On Friday, my close friend Julia, who lives in Richmond, was due to fly up to meet me in NY. We were going to stay at her friend's place in Greenwich Village and meet at 9:30pm in my hostel.
Unfortunately, come 9:30 I ring Julia only to find out she hasn't left Richmond and the plane might be cancelled. So I'm sitting in the hostel trying to work out what to do as I can't leave the computer/lounge area as you need a key to get back in which I don't have. In fact the only reason I'm even in the hostel is because my plane friends let me in.
So while I'm waiting to hear about her plane I start trying to find accommodation. Now I should point out that the hostel I'm staying in is near Harlem so I don't really want to be wandering the streets alone with my pack.
It turns out that my 600 bed hostel, yes 600 bed hostel, is full. Great. So I try wotif and start to realise this whole thing could turn into an expensive episode....
Thankfully, Julia's flight wasn't cancelled and she arrived just before midnight...much to my relief.
But, the drama wasn't over.
The key for the flat didn't work.
We thought that maybe it was the wrong flat so tried 5C instead...sure the door opened but into someone else's apartment. Whoops.
Between us, and we still don't know how, we finally managed to open the door.
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