I travel so much for work that when I have some time off I love indulging and being a beach bum. My earliest travel memory was when I was three years old and my mom woke me up incredibly early to head out on a family road trip. I can still see the predawn light coming through the window as she picked me up out of bed and can still feel the warmth of the blanket she wrapped me in to guard against the cold outside. For such a simple memory, it's still so vivid to me!
In New York I would stay at The Gramercy Park Hotel, it's my favorite spot in Manhattan. Having grown up here, it's nearly impossible to pick a single "most memorable" experience, there have been so many amazing times with friends after a big night out.