NYC (Night 1)

Philly to NYC was an easy drive. What wasn’t so easy was finding a way into the city. Our original plan was to park somewhere outside the city and take a train in, but as we got closer and closer to the city we didn’t see any opportunities to pull this off. We stopped at a hotel adjacent to the Newark airport where they said we could park and take their shuttle to the train station. But after adding up the cost of parking and train rides, we decided it would actually be cheaper to drive into the city, so we did just that. After the arduous task of taking the Lincoln Tunnel into the city (it was packed at 11 PM), we quickly started looking for parking. I followed a sign for parking and started to take a serpentine ramp to an unknown location. Next thing I know, I’ve driven us into the heart of the Port Authority bus terminal. So here we are, in our tiny Corolla, surrounded by at least 50 busses. Luckily, it was nearly midnight, so I got out of there about as fast as I got us in there. A few blocks later we found a suitable garage and parked our ride. Unfortunately, after all the confusion, I forgot to grab a change of underwear from the car before braving the big city. Ugh.