11/20
So we got up a little later than anticipated, 11:30 really, and didn't get on the road until about 12:30. Blah. As we exited New York City a wave of relief washed over me and for the rest of the day I kept exclaiming "wooohooo, not in new york! wooo".
About and hour and bit, the gps directs us off of the interstate just before the toll booth and sends us off into the wilderness. I was relieved to not be going through another toll and for some less stressful driving so I didn't question it. Soon enough we were going through some gorgeous woodlands and there were these amazing lakes. Sadly I didn't get any pictures that do it justice. So yeah, we're just driving along, oooing and ahhing, and then the gps tells us to go in a circle around this round about and go back the way we came. what. the. hell.
I pull off at a camp ground thing and reset our route and we've gone 60 miles north of our route. Why? I dont know but it was pretty. The place is called Harriman State Park and this part was off of Seven Lakes Dr. I'm assuming it's called that due to there being a number of rad lakes in the area. What struck me the
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What stuck me the most about this section of New York state is the mountains. They're very similar to those in NC but there is alot more exposed, jagged rock.
Malia and James on rocks. They almost look related.
After a lot more driving, gas station antics, a social study of the one-upping of prepackaged snacks extremeness, a dog almost being hit by a car(not ours), being told to "eat drugs!", driving in the shadowy valley of routes 6 and 7, then everlong back country driving for some reason unknown to me, we arrived in Buffalo.
It was kind of late so we ended up staying at Malia's friend Emma's house. There was a small dance party with crazy lights.
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