We say our goodbyes early (8am is early for a bunch of night owls), pack up and hit the road. While I could have easily spent another week absorbing the energy of Manhattan, we've got a schedule to keep and must move on to Philadelphia.
We enter our destination into our navigation and notice it wants to take us through the Holland Tunnel. Tim had mentioned that propane tanks weren't allowed in the tunnel so James wanted to find another route across a bridge. I wanted to just take our chances in the tunnel and not waste time taking a long route, but he was driving so he got final call. We couldn't figure out how to change the route in the navigation, so we attempted to use our maps. Problem was, we didn't have a zoomed-in version that showed us all of our options. I'm trying to read 3 maps at once, James is battling aggressive pedestrians and cab drivers and it begins to feel like we're never going to get out.
After about an hour, and one huge loop around Battery Park, Tribeca, Chinatown, Little Italy and Soho, we give up and go through the tunnel. We exit unscathed and excited for our upcoming adventure in Philly.