LGA, 6:50pm.
I saw my first Strand bag, 5 minutes off the plane, and it felt like home.
Soon after, I had my rental car, a zippy red Chevey Cobalt. Setting off onto the big scary Long Island Expressway was oddly anticlimactic since I had Betty riding shotgun. ..Betty? Betty's
psychedelicbike's Garmin GPS, who might (or not) have another name but she
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