Today was set to be simple.
Wake up early (which seems to be very easy these days considering we are in bed before 9pm)....
Go pick up the rental car in Brooklyn....
Come back to the city, check out, and hit the road.
Well.... wasnt so easy after all.
I arrived at the rental car place at 10am.
Reservation was set for 12pm.
Problem with car.... call Lauren.... get her to Brooklyn to show face
She has no drivers license... I dont have a recent pay stub or copy of utilities bill for the address that is listed on my license.
Combined.... we had 2 passports, one drivers license, a debit card, and a credit card.
Still.... not enough.
Left pissed and walked to "Ghetto Rentals".
No cars.
BUT.....
they had a 15 passenger van.
Bite the bullet.
Take the beast.
Finally get home around 5pm.
Lauren finally gets to see my home and meet my mom.
Checked into the hotel in Pennsville (or more commonly known as, "Oh that Cracker Barrel right before the Delaware Memorial Bridge? Thats a town?!")
Good times in the cold, cold farmlands of New Jersey.
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