No sleep 'til Brooklyn

So, after spending the best part of a week in a teeny tiny hotel room in Manhattan, we have now decamped to Brooklyn. Our hotel room is lovely - large enough for us to move around without having to move everything to create floor space, free wi-fi and a full-size fridge. No more squeaky bed which wakes us both up each time either of us moves, no more window looking into someone else's apartment so you can't tell whether it's daylight outside or not, and no more stupid broken TV with only three working channels. I'll be honest, the area isn't great - we went out earlier and it was enough for us to implement a 'no leaving the hotel after dark' rule so we bought a load of beer and had pizzas delivered to our room. Seeing as we are basically waiting for the car to arrive so that we can get cracking on our trip to New Orleans, we are hoping the the wealth of TV channels and wi-fi will be enough to keep us entertained until next week. It is intriguing how many places will deliver to a hotel room - I suppose in an area which is rather prosaically called 'little Latin America' we probably aren't the only people who don't want to go wandering about late at night.