Urban ratmaze

New Jersey was a fright.  Upon crossing the Delaware River from Pennsylvania, I was in the Trenton area and it was dismal.

I didn't stop to take pictures until I reached Princeton.  Luckily it was Fathers Day, so it seemed like the zombies were in a good mood. I was anxious the whole time.

Trenton was rundown and boarded up and dirty.  There were thugs roaming the streets with rap music blaring.

With my skin-tight biking underwear and dorky helmet, I fit right in.

It was also pouring rain.  So, after 30 miles of that, Peter picked me up in Elizabeth, NJ and we drove to his sister Gayle's.

After a too-short visit, we left in the morning, back to Elizabeth and I rode to Newark and then to Staten Island and to the ferry terminal, where we found out that cars can't go on the ferry any more.


We jumped back in the van and drove around to Battery Park ferry terminal where I started riding the Hudson river greenway trail.  It was beautiful and surprising.