Starting our drive at 5 a.m. didn't pan out like we wanted, so packing some leftovers from my Dad's birthday dinner the night before, we headed out around 10 a.m. An hour up the highway, we had to turn around, having forgotten my passport.
After righting that wrong, we drove through burgs all through the great states of Ohio and New York and found ourselves safely over the border. Along the way, we listened to The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon, some stand-up comedy, and Justice.
We arrived in Kingston around 9 p.m. and enjoyed a mellow night with destination-friend Chris, beer, and banana chips. Chris has an excellent apartment right in the middle of town; excellent not only in location but in its tasteful well-appointedness. We sacked out relatively early on the Best Futon Ever.