Filed under: Consumer experience, Rich in America, Housing
Now that AOL’s mother ship has departed for New York, perhaps I should make some preparations in case I should be summoned for an audience. I wonder if they’d consider putting me up in the Ty Warner Penthouse at the Four Seasons Hotel, for a mere 30 grand per night?
The joint has what is know as New York’s most expensive hotel room. When I read this, I imagined bed chocolates the size of pillows, and pillows the size of Pontiacs. But my imagination was inadequate to the reality of the I. M. Pei-designed digs-
- 4,300 square feet
- Private elevator
- Four glass-walled balconies
- Four main rooms; library, living room, master bedroom and spa
- Working fireplace
- Bosendorfer piano
- Telescope (how naughty!)
- Indoor Zen garden with a waterfall
- Marble bath featuring chromatherapy, heated floors and LCD television
All with a 360-degree view of Manhattan, a round-the-clock personal assistant, a personal trainer, and use of a chauffeured Rolls Royce.
If I could get 300 of you to chip in $100 each, maybe we could rent the place for a day and take turns using it. It could be the best 4 minutes and 48 seconds of your life.
I call dibs on the Rolls. (…and I’ll get the bath! Count me in! — ed)
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