And so it was not at all surprising that The Plaza Hotel made it onto our list of places to explore when we were in New York.
(Photo: www.theplaza.com)
We started with a horse-drawn carriage ride through Central Park. Eloise rode with a prince. We rode with someone else's discarded water bottle and the smell of the horse, but I'm not complaining. The weather was gorgeous, and it was a fabulous way to see the park, or a little corner of it. As an added bonus, our driver - like Eloise's - had an Irish accent. He accepted our payment in cash, though, not a meal from the hotel's Palm Court.
I wasn't surprised by the beauty and grandeur of the hotel, but I was surprised by Eloise's presence there. Her framed portrait graced a wall near The Palm Court (photo op!) and a boutique dedicated to all things Eloise had a place of honor among the hotel shops, a pink shrine that couldn't help but elicit enthusiasm from even a too-cool teenager. Said teenager walked away from the shops with Eloise lip balm to wear with the adult-sized slippers bearing The Plaza crest, which we'd purchased in the more upscale gift shop across the way.
(Photo: www.theplaza.com)
Maybe even more.
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