A Night in Hoboken

Once upon a time, Brock and I had seat assignments on a plane that weren't located next to each other. I was looking forward to sleeping for the duration of the flight, but the guy next to me had other plans. Ever sat next to a person on a plane who won't shut up?  And pretty soon you're giving one-word answers and tired, fake laughs and you can't figure out for the life of you HOW THIS PERSON CANNOT TAKE A HINT???

This was so not  one of those times. David and I chatted and laughed like old friends, and we've kept in contact ever since. As a native of New Jersey, David gave us a grand tour of Hoboken and surrounding areas when we were living there last April. I remember Brock was so tired that night and not looking forward to going out with someone he barely knew, but David's quite the charmer. He lifts everyone up around him with his warmth, charisma, and intelligence. We had the best time!

This is in front of the nightscape made famous by Miramax Films. Look familiar? We also visited the site of the famous Aaron Burr-Alexander Hamilton duel in Weehawken!

Pardon the awful picture quality on these first few photos--they were taken with my crappy Android.

This star marks the birthplace of Frank Sinatra at 415 Monroe Street in Hoboken!Also a favorite hangout of his mobster friends.

Ridiculously huge pizza at Benny Tudino's. David was friends with the guy working there, and when we ordered this size he goes "For three people? You serious, Dave?" Needless to say, we took home leftovers.

A great cap to a great night. Also, can we just take a minute to acknowledge Brock's awkward pose/smile here???

We're excited to have Dave in our  neck of the woods this week (he flies out to volunteer at the Sundance Film Festival every year). The pizza in Park City may not be as good as Hoboken's, but we're pretty  good company so that's gotta count for something!

Also: I miss my pixie cut.