In a New York Minute

WHEN I WALKED into my room at the Ritz-Carlton New York, Battery Park, in early November, I thought I might never leave. It wasn't the ultra-comfy bed with its down-filled duvet, or the oversized soaking tub, although those were certainly enticements. Rather, it was the heart-stopping view of the Statue of Liberty — standing guard over the harbor, close enough to see clearly even without the aid of the telescope handily positioned at the room's big picture window. To have a private