Anyway, Thanksgiving was nice. I left sometime after five o’clock on Wednesday evening and drove to Tannersville, PA, where I spent the night. Traffic and weather were fine, and I probably could have made the rest of the trip pretty easily before midnight, but my parents were expecting my call and it had been a very long day. I was tired, and I had expected to stop, so I did. I had a vanilla Coke for dinner, watched some TV, and went to bed. The next morning, after I checked out and called home, I drove home to New York.

And there was absoultely no traffic. A trip that normally takes three hours (and which I was worried would take up to five, with holiday and parade traffic) took only two. I was home in plenty of time for Thanksgiving, which, as I said, was nice. Good food and family, exactly as advertised.