Living with Legends

At last this blogging is starting to pay off!  We arrived home the other day to find yet another suspicious package awaiting us at the front desk.  (The last one was an origami unicorn laced in anthrax!)  But we could see into this one so we weren’t too worried. It contained some delicious New Orleans coffee and Pralines, and beads freshly caught at this year’s Mardi Gras. The generous gifter writes:

I lived in Manhattan twenty years ago, and though I never stayed at the Chelsea, I was enamored of her history and mystique. It’s heartbreaking to think of her becoming just another bright, soulless box.  We’re very much enjoying our stay – coming from New Orleans, we have a definite appreciation for the beauty of decay.

So thanks, kindred spirits from New Orleans, for the gifts, and more importantly for your support of the Chelsea. We know how you are having your own problems back home, and so it’s doubly kind of you to think of us.  All of us around here will do our best to take care of the Hotel so it retains its charm for your next visit. — Ed Hamilton