The trip to Hoboken seems like a walk in the park to us road-ready travelers these days. We can get there in one driving day and, if we choose our route and timing correctly, we can mostly avoid the twin demons of travel -- road work and traffic. We were pretty lucky this time, dodging serious Friday traffic by leaving early, we arrived at our hotel in the late afternoon. Greg had a conference call, but we managed to fit in a walk. Our hotel has a stunning view of the New York skyline.
This fall Greg and I are leaving our Vermont home and zig zagging the country so that Greg can continue to cover his NFL football games without getting on planes. I know it seems crazy, but isn't that everything these days? We will be driving to each game, week by week, until the end of the football season. Follow along to read about our life on the road and the places we see along the way!
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Day 73: Middlesex, Vermont to Hoboken, New Jersey. Days 74, 75: Hoboken, New Jersey
The weekend was uneventful. But we did have a little real estate conflict in the room on Saturday morning. Greg has been Zooming most of his meetings. Both of his announcers have recently had Covid-19, so he's taking no chances. As it turned out, I had a Zoom meeting with my critique group at the same time. Greg's meeting started first, so he set up on the desk in the room. A half hour later, I created a makeshift set-up for myself. We'd been chatting for a while before one of my critique partners asked, "Are you in a shower?" It worked out pretty well, actually -- good acoustics.
The liquor store across from our hotel has a tribute to a famous son of Hoboken. Forgive the poor photography. I was shooting through their window.
Below is Frank's mug shot from an early arrest. I blew up the inset, so you can read it. His offense is written in cursive below the date. I'm not sure if the handwriting is his.
As we headed out of town, we stopped by the house where Frank was born, as well as the house where he grew up.
(above) The house where Frank was born.
(below) Frank's boyhood house stood here.
A few miles later as we headed for the freeway to begin our journey home, I snapped a last minute look at the New York skyline. The shot below was taken from the car as we passed a ballpark in Hoboken.
On the field: NFL Week 10, 11/15/20: Philadelphia Eagles @ New York Giants. Daniel Jones was great. He ran for 64 yards, including an exciting touchdown. He's faster than he looks.
On the map: Distance from last week's game, Nashville to home to Hoboken: 1,417 miles.
Here are the maps. The first shows the well-traveled route from home to Hoboken. This journey is traced in brown.
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