Day 2: Harrisburg, PA to Hartford, CT

Carly and I started the day thinking that it would be a piece of cake. Our first day went so smooth and we only had to drive 6 hours today, as apposed to the 9 hours we did yesterday. Well... we were completely wrong. Our day started with us locking the keys in the car while we were packing our suite cases. (That should have been our first clue about how the rest of the day would be. ) We got on the road shortly after... which was a task in and of itself. I believe we had to reroute 3 time before finding our way back to the correct freeway. On our way we took a detour to Philly for some Philly cheesecake. Once we were downtown we quickly realized parking was going to be a task. We found a parking garage near the restaurant and decided to park there. Upon entering the garage with both looked at each other in regard to how shady it was. The antenna on my truck kept hitting the pipes above and there were cars parked everywhere, making the pathways very small. Once I had parked, we made our way over to Jim's steaks. It was quite delicious! The workers were very funny and kind, and forgave us for our lack of knowledge when ordering/paying.

Here is where our day took a turn.... Trying to get out of Philly was awful! We spent probably a good 30 minutes trying to figure out how to get the New Jersey turnpike. It was a constant struggle of missing our turn and hitting re-route. Finally, we made our way to where we supposed to be. Once we had that figured out I stopped to get gas. I pulled up and a man come to the window, which immediately through us both off. He asked how he could help, and I assumed he was going to just take my money for the gas. Well, it turn out he was going to do everything for me. It was an interesting experience.

Eventually, while were driving we could see the skyline for new York City. We were very excited, and even took a little video. Little did we know that during the filming of this video we would completely miss our exit. This lead to another 30 minutes of being lost, in the city. They really need to work on there signs... there is nothing until the last moment you have to exit.

Shortly after finding out way to where we were supposed to be we hit traffic. it was stop and go for about 35 miles. However, after the stress of getting lost we didn't mind the slow pace. From there is was smooth sailing and we found our hotel. We were so happy to be there, we didn't want to leave. So we grabbed McDonalds and watched TV the rest of the night.