The drive up north

N and I left Red Hook not-so-early Friday morning, sometime around 10. It had been snowing/sleeting all night, so when we woke up, road conditions were already pretty slippery. And they only got worse from there.

We drove about 40 miles per hour from Brooklyn all the way to somewhere near Framingham, Massachusetts. It took us almost 10 hours. Yes, 10. By the time we hit I-495 outside of Boston, several inches of snow had accumulated on the highway, and the lack of lights on the side of the road made it even harder to see than the combination of snow itself and crappy windshield wipers. Worn out, we checked into a Holiday Inn. We ordered pizza then fell asleep under scratchy polyester sheets.