Concrete jungles

We were in NY yesterday. I don't think I'll ever complain about living in a quiet, dull place again, because driving through NY gridlock was painful. I feel for the natives who have to do that every day. At one point the gps gave us confusing directions; the hub and I interpreted them different ways and since he was already irritated by the endless traffic I didn't push the point - and before we knew it we were trapped into going over a long bridge to Staten Island. It was a lovely, magestic bridge, don't get me wrong, but it was a $16 toll and completely unnecessary for us. After crossing, we found a way to turn around and go right back over the same bridge - and cheered when we found out we didn't have to pay the toll again. Both times as we crossed over, I told the kid: look at the lovely view! Take some pictures! Well worth the ticket! Cracked her up for some reason....

And don't get me started on how much we've paid for parking in these overcrowded east coast cities!