When I made the trip back to Babson for my second semester I had the privilege that bring up Taylor (my car). The only way that was going to be possible was if I road-tripped up the right coast. Now, I wasn't about to do an 8hr drive by myself in one day so I decided to visit my good friend Brett in New Jersey, where he lives. I left on Sunday before MLK day watched the Jets' game at his house (pretty awesome house I must say, complete with a pretty incredible bar).
After spending the night at his house then we packed all our bags and headed up north for a nice 4.5hr drive to Wellesley. On the way up we saw a flipped over car with some ominous legs hanging out of it, and a small accident where a stopped car on the side of the road got smacked by a car that couldn't stop because of ice. Presumably no one was injured but it was pretty surreal to watch, as we were just one car behind the whole thing.
Sadly, I didn't take any pictures of the trip (I'm still new at this blog game and am not used to recording whatever is around me) but I promise I'll get some more pictures in the next posts, even if they're from my crappy Blackberry camera.
MJP
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