The trip to niagara falls took 7 hours, and Eric and I took turns to drive.
I was driving at 6 am in the morning, dozing off, and I swerved off the road, to my horror. I snapped out of it in time to steer back, to my relief.
I think I appreciate my father much more now, him toiling in his cab for the past 20 years, almost every day for a good 10 12 hours.
The drive back to Philly was a good reminder of how tiring driving can be.
So Jens and I took a bus to NY to catch Coldplay for their MSG show. And on the bus, i thought this bugger that looked really like Chris Martin.
But we didn't do shit. In fact we were distracted by a lively argument/ conversation between a hispanic/african-american woman and a white man.
On further inspection at the concert posters, and seeing Coldplay at Madison Square Garden, we think that was really Chris Martin, in the same bus as us from Philly to New York. What are the odds! Dang, we should have just taken a picture with him at least.
He's a good 90 percent lookalike, at the very least.
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do
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