Beam Me Up Scotty

First off, don't ask about the title...I just felt like saying it. :) Sorry for the short post last night but the train ride literally wiped me out. So riding trains... I've always wanted to, well, ever since I read Harry Potter. :) Anyway, I was really excited and truth be told I enjoyed the train...until we got to Jersey. Two stops away from Penn and the train broke down with engine trouble. We were already running late and I had been on it since 8:30 that morning (it was now 9). Needless to say, I am no longer a fan of Jersey. All rants aside, I got a lot of reading done, saw the "countryside", and loved the relaxed atmosphere. Though note to all those who are thinking of taking ALL their luggage as a carry-on...don't. If the bag is heavy and a little wide, it's just more of a pain than checking it. Upon my arrival at Penn Station, I gladly departed the train into the chaos that is New York at night. Per preconception, I *sort of* got lost. My bestie, who is kindly letting me stay with him for the summer, was picking me up and kept calling me to give me updates on where they were and where I should be. I came up at 7th and 34th and he was on 7th and 31st. Having an EXTREMELY poor sense of direction, I told him that I was definitely on 7th Street, when, in reality, I was standing on 34th. Thoroughly confused by this point, I frustratedly repeated the signs I saw around me. "CITIBANK!" "LADY'S SHOES!" Then out of nowhere this guy came up beside me and amusedly said, "Ya' Lost?" Whilst replying in the affirmative, I turned around to see my bestie. Overwhelming relieved, I hugged him and we started off to his car. Thank God for friends who can navigate. :) Tomorrow we are going into the city, he lives on Long Island, to see a friend from school who is up for the weekend. With the promise of a new and exciting day I bid you all adieu. Goodnight and Good luck.