It’s 1:11 am now and we just got on the Mass Pike on the way to New York City. After going back and forth all day on whether we were going to go or not, we figured we wouldn’t have anything else to do, so why not. There’s no chance of getting into the show that originally called for this trip, but we’re going to make the most of it.
So with skate boards in hand, Peterson, Brad, and Jewls came to pick me up at half past midnight, and we were off. No directions, no plans, no place to stay (for tonight at least), and no gas. This looks to be the beginning of the most perfect road trip.