While staying in Chelsea recently I couldn’t resist stopping by the Chelsea Hotel, of Leonard Cohen fame, and although I couldn’t stay in room 424, (big reno going on) I enjoyed hanging out by the front door (which I held open for a workman with a gigantic spool of electrical wire who in turn took this photo of me on my pilgrimage – he knew my selfies were not going to cut it). One day I’ll come back, in the mean time here’s a link to the song The Chelsea Hotel #2 and a Rolling Stone article about the song. Turns out Leonard and I were both in New York in 68 though I was a little young for him and we ran in different circles (I was crawling then).