In Transit: New Jersey, 3/5-8
If you travel to New Jersey, always make sure you're near a bus station or some other form of public transit. Sure, the Hilton Garden Inn in Secaucus has a bench out front for the bus, but trying to figure out the bus schedule so you can get back is the real nightmare. I broke down after the first day and rented a car.
A mixed bag, this trip. Visited my problem child in Secaucus, listened to their complaints, fixed what I could, and attempted to set up solutions for the rest. Visited the new customer down in Jersey City, and quickly discovered that there was no reason for me to be there; the little installs are what we have service providers for. It also helps, of course, if Production sends out the right equipment. A day later, the correct stuff having been sent out at great expense, we discover that the customer has not installed the correct data lines. Figures. I set up everything else, and pledge assistance once they've got the correct lines in place.
Thursday night, after a tough day of trying to get around without a rental car, I manage to get into the city for dinner at Mandoo, and a visit to the greatest comic book shop ever. Traditional. It may seem kind of boring, but I'm never able to get into the city early enough to visit the museums I'd like to see, and the weather this time of year isn't always conducive to seeing things outdoors.
Cold and rainy Friday night. I stay in, surf the Intertubes and watch TV.
Saturday morning, time to pack up and return the rental car (All gas stations in New Jersey are full service, so when strange people walk up to you in the parking lot and start helping you pump gas, don't be alarmed. I forgot about that. I was alarmed.). I get a ride from a garrolous taxi driver out to the Manhattan Cruise Terminal to start my next adventure.
A mixed bag, this trip. Visited my problem child in Secaucus, listened to their complaints, fixed what I could, and attempted to set up solutions for the rest. Visited the new customer down in Jersey City, and quickly discovered that there was no reason for me to be there; the little installs are what we have service providers for. It also helps, of course, if Production sends out the right equipment. A day later, the correct stuff having been sent out at great expense, we discover that the customer has not installed the correct data lines. Figures. I set up everything else, and pledge assistance once they've got the correct lines in place.
Thursday night, after a tough day of trying to get around without a rental car, I manage to get into the city for dinner at Mandoo, and a visit to the greatest comic book shop ever. Traditional. It may seem kind of boring, but I'm never able to get into the city early enough to visit the museums I'd like to see, and the weather this time of year isn't always conducive to seeing things outdoors.
Cold and rainy Friday night. I stay in, surf the Intertubes and watch TV.
Saturday morning, time to pack up and return the rental car (All gas stations in New Jersey are full service, so when strange people walk up to you in the parking lot and start helping you pump gas, don't be alarmed. I forgot about that. I was alarmed.). I get a ride from a garrolous taxi driver out to the Manhattan Cruise Terminal to start my next adventure.
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