I watch the LA sunset on the rooftop terrace garden of Palihouse West Hollywood, the chic residences we’re calling home for a few days. The evening sky is your typical ombre of magenta, pink and orange – no biggie. “I could seriously sit around here all day and enjoy this life,” I say to Glenn. […]
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It’s our first morning staying at Arlo NoMad hotel and I wake up to a breathtaking New York hotel view of the sun rising from the East River horizon. Our room is up on the 18th floor and I’m excited to see this phenomenon. I tap Glenn violently – still fast asleep – so that […]
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It’s almost sunrise and I stare at the giant billboard on the rooftop of the building across. “Dog Pound”, it says. I look back into the hotel room and admire the sleeping alcove that Glenn and I are getting shut eye in. This isn’t one of those minuscule sleeping solutions that you might be thinking […]
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“Oh man, this is très delish,” I murmur to Glenn as we eat our lobster nachos dinner on the bed at The Drake Hotel, slowly slipping into comatose with each bite. We had flown in earlier in the morning from Seoul and been out exploring Toronto with Huey and David, friends we’ve met through Instagram […]
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