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We meant to leave work at like 10:30 - which by the time we got out
to my car meant we'd be able to be on the road by 11:30 at the latest.
But we all ended up running late and we didn't get on the road until
almost 2pm (which basically put us right smack dab in the middle of
the "leaving town for the weekend" rush.
After sitting in 2 1/2 hours of really slow traffic all through
NYC and Southern CT, we finally hit some open road.
From L to R: Joey, Lo, Tookie (aka - Isabella), Em and Me. (we took
this pic by setting the timer and placing the camera on the dash).
Backseat biddies, yo.
Brian engages in the sigularly male phenomenon of "Doing the Dew."
Fuck yeah! Dew it!
Too bad living in NYC makes everywhere else seem weird. Around 7:30ish
we pulled off the road in northeastern CT to get some dinner. Every
place we stopped at was completely mobbed with people. We finally settled
on Friendly's (which beyond being filled with a "not-so-Friendly"
waitstaff, also had a 25 minute wait for a table). We elected to do
the "smart" thing and eat outside. So instead of only waiting
25 minutes inside, we sat outside, freezing our asses off for 50 minutes
waiting for our food...all the while listening to somebody's frigging
car alarm go off in the parking lot. In the words of Isabella, "Oh,
for Frank's sake! Turn that gosh darn thing off!"
Our bellies full of (completely God-awful) food,
we hit the road in high spirits.
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