As soon as I hit New York City I usually hole up in the hotel for hours. It’s awful, but it can get pretty overwhelming when you’re out wandering the streets looking for a place to park your rear. Doesn’t matter if it’s for a cocktail, to open your laptop or have a cup of coffee – it can seem a bit cliquey and crazy to the everyday wanderer. This week I headed to Manhattan to prove the anxiety-driven explorers wrong – there is a couple of spots left to…