The NYC highlights are finito, so now I shall present the problems that almost made the trip impossible. And to keep up the nerdery spirit, I present them as… the Star Wars prequels, because they’re just as shitty.
THE FENDER MENACE
To keep it short – I was going to drive my car to New York. It’s a bit newer than Steve’s car, and it gets better mileage. On the why to get its brakes checked, an accident occurred that smashed my radiator (and my front fender and headlights). So much for that…
ATTACK OF THE PLANS
I’m not sure on all the details, but Steve was on a business trip for the first half of the week. He was supposed to get back Wednesday (we were leaving Thursday). Then his job needed him to stay a bit longer. Then his flights were delayed. Then his layovers were lengthened. He made it back barely in time for our night soccer game. He didn’t get to get the oil and tires on his car checked, like he hoped. So much for that…
Oh yeah, so that, plus I woke up at 6am on Thursday, hoping to get home early from work in order to nap before soccer. But instead, a client’s computer blew up on me and it consumed – no, devoured – my day. I was at the office until 8pm trying to fix it, and to print out all the maps and instructions for our trip. So much for that…
REVENGE OF THE SPECTRAL FOX
On the drive to the Big Apple from the Motor City, I was wired. Steve slept a bit for the first part. Around 5am, I drank one of those 5-hour energy boosters, and Steve woke up to talk. All of the sudden, I hit the breaks. I thought an animal ran in front of the car. It wasn’t until the shock of it all settled in that I could describe it.
A small red shadowy smokey spectral creature, like a fox, rushed into the road, looked at me, then darted back to the brush.
Needless to say, at the next exit, we switched. So much for that…
So what’s next? Perhaps this: