My Virgin America flight was uneventful but uncomfortable as far as “sleeping” went. Sitting upright in 3C without a blanket, I was almost in a kind of agony as I caught a few pathetic non-winks. At least I wasn’t seated next to a Jabba. We landed at Newark Airport around 7:40 am. I gradually made my way to downtown Hoboken via NJ transit, Newark Penn Station and the PATH train. I’ll soon be picking up a renter and driving up to Woodstock and Saugerties. Part of the plan is to visit Big Pink and maybe snap some photos. I asked the owners through their website if it’s cool to say hello and poke around.
The winter air in Hoboken this morning demanded muffs, gloves, hats. Bitter and snappy.
