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June 24, 2010
The first time I went to NYC, I was so frightened. I drove in, arriving on Sunday at 6am. I drove around, took pictures and left by 10am. I was panicked, on adrenaline the entire time.

Later, I drove locals from the NJ office to see the Mets at Shea. Next, I drove visitors from NJ to a Yankees game (with my Hertz Neverlost!). I slowly became acclimated, driving downtown at night to pick someone up, or drop off documentation.

Eventually we had our long-weekend of Museums (on frequent flyer points). But we never made it to the Macy's parade.

(09/05)