...make a new travel buddy! Like this sleepy little abuela who spent most of the bus ride bouncing her tiny snoozing noggin against my shoulder. Haha. Adorable.
...and then promptly fell asleep. On the road, I kept calling Scott trying to tell him that we were on our way and to wait for us at Tim's dock, but he'd forgotten his phone and Tim's boat, the "SS Farley," sailed across glorious Lake Hopatcong without us. Boooooo!
...which means BLAMO!, she's instantly asleep ten minutes later on the ride back north. My mom will get drunk from only a sniff of the barmaid's apron. Hahaha.
After walking around all day we decided to head back home to NYC (instead of driving 90 miles in the opposite direction back to Tookies place). Nap time in the park must not have had any effect on either Grant or Tookie....cus the motherfuckers slept practically the entire 5 hour drive home. Fack!
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