My little notebook for June 18 just says "11:00 pick up car @ Hertz; drove up, arr. 1:15 am," but there was a lot more to that day. Once we got the car, I made a last minute craft store visit, as required by all brides (as far as I can tell from the internet), and we grabbed lunch at Baja Fresh. Once home, Greg started loading suitcases and wedding stuff into the car, while I made memorial candle mock-ups for his approval. By the time we actually got on the road, it was 3:00. Rather than surf the outer ends of the radio spectrum for NPR stations as we usually do, we amused ourselves by reading to each other. That stopped me from staring into the middle distance and crying, so that was good. We slowed our progress by trying to find interesting places to eat in suburban New York before giving up and eating in Connecticut like sane people.

That "arr. 1:15 am" part is right, though.