We were starting to get pretty tired, especially TC, who had done all the driving.  There was no way I felt comfortable enough to drive on the wrong side of the road. Our GPA tour guide made us believe there was only a few short miles to go before we arrived at our final destination, She was wrong -she didn’t account for the road works that had forced a three lane highway into one lane, quite abruptly, After quite a bit of first gear driving,, we finally made it to Newark Airport, which we circled a number of times before finally bringing the car to a stop outside the rental office. From here we took the train from Newark Airport into Manhattan and arrived at the Salisbury Hotel, our fourth hotel in five days. We checked in and crashed fairly quickly. Done with the travelling, we had three nights in the Salisbury, an old style hotel with closets and dark wood furniture. The room was really clean but that and the furnishings were where the old school hotel feels ended. Looking around for information on the hotel, all I could find were a lot of take-out menus, a substitute for room service. (Blue Monday -New Order -the post-Joy Division work was all I knew in the early days -I remember drinking Blue heavens and dancing to this at the Manhattan (which is now just the upstairs part of Woodstock).