I just got back from a whirlwind work trip to New York. We stayed at the
Mandarin Oriental that overlooks leafy Central Park and a cluster of white-hued skyscrapers from its perch on Columbus Circle.
After hitting the pavement hard for 12 media appointments with top magazine editors, my sunken bathtub and bath salts, the dreamy bed near the window wall, they swallowed me into R&R bliss, realms and realities from the electricity of this city that never turns off...
