Neat. The Holland Tunnel into Manhattan.
Manhattan Bridge into Brooklyn.
So we were in NYC for a grand total of 5 minutes and got rear-ended at a stop light by some guy that was in a big hurry. His name was Friday. We got hit by Friday on a Wednesday. Okay...it's not funny. Our little reflector got smashed. 4726 miles and 4 blocks from Sarah's house...we got hit. Lame.
Hey Sarah...it's us!! Um...about your car.
Sarah is so cool. She imports herbs from Israel and totally wasn't mad about her car. Nathaniel is going to get money from Friday and get a new reflector.
New York City pumpkin. We totally understand.
Takin' the subway to dinner. Nothing like the sweet autumn smell of the underground.
If your restaurant has bricks...it's gotta be good.
So sleepy and time for bed. Sarah is at warp speed.
Blowing up the air mattress takes great concentration and focus.
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