This was a pretty boring trip. I flew up to Trenton, New Jersey for a brief meeting with some clients. Flying into the Trenton airport can be a bit interesting. Upon landing, the flight attendant announced “Your bags can be picked up at baggage carousel … at the baggage carousel” as teen-aged Amazons chocked the wheels of the plane. I assume they were the daughters of the guy who owned the airport, but you never know.

I stayed at the Princeton, NJ, Hyatt – Room 203.