So the Burgs took a vacation recently to England and decided to break up the flight by stopping for a few nights in New York. The goal was to see some of their friends and partially adjust to the time difference. Only problem? They were both really, really sick when they landed.
Long story short, we spent roughly 43 of our 48 hours in New York City asleep in quite possibly the best hotel ever
for sick people in Manhattan. (Seriously, tell your friends, it was so quiet and clean!)
We rallied for dinner and brunch with friends, but all in all, this was our view roughly 90% of the trip.
*This reference is basically for Alison and Karen, I don't get it either, but Karen assures me it's hilarious.
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