Late arrivals

Me: "I'm going to New York for the GWS summit this year."

Mom: "Oh, are you flying to New York?"

Me: "No, I'm flying to Detroit. Then I'll take a cab to Ann Arbor. So that I can get on an RV. To New York."

Mom: "....."

Anyway, this RV is fantastic! It smells way better than it should at this point. So pumped to jump in for the last leg.