I woke up at 2:30am and landed at FAR at 10:30am. Somehow, I’m still awake.
It was an excellent weekend. And even though there was a lot of, “What was Katie* thinking, booking a ticket out of LGA at 6am?” it turned out nicely. Nick got us from Newark to LGA in half an hour — including dodging the bar-close crowds of the Bowery. (In NYC, bar-close is 4am). The route had it all: massive potholes, one of the bigger bridges, the Holland Tunnel, the aforementioned drunks in lower Manhattan, followed by the BQE, my all-time least favorite highway. But Nick managed it splendidly. And, miraculously, we didn’t get cranky at each other due to sleepiness!
Tomorrow: diving back in to work. After a full night’s sleep.