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A Day in NYC

After a night’s sleep, well just an hour, my nerves were non-existent. We were officially NYC bound. Sweet Jon drove the 6 hour journey to Beacon Station. Riding the train along the Hudson River to Grand Central was exciting, allowing the tension and enthusiasm of New York City to build…

A Month in Buffalo

I turned to Jon, as we drove through downtown, “Where are all the people? Are they hiding from us?” He responded, “This. Is. It.” The downtown is made up of a desolate spread of empty brick warehouses. San Diego has restaurants on restaurants, while Buffalo has empty warehouses on warehouses…