Our trip didn't begin as planned. We were on the road by 6:30 and had just arrived in Jersey City when we drove into a massive pothole. We joined a line of four other vehicles with flat tires and destroyed rims.
The fire department arrived, charming us and giving Nukah lots of love.
We should have just put on the spare and driven to a service station, but we waited for a tow truck to make its way through the congestion. By the time the tow truck came, we had the spare tire on and the driver led us to a tire shop.
The guys were really nice, but didn't have the right parts, so we drove to another repair shop. On the way there, I hit a curb on the left and flattened the left tire.
This all happened pre-coffee, not to make excuses. Luckily the auto shop was right next door to dunkin' donuts.
We are back on the road, caffeinated and only four hours late.
Location:Jersey City
