So, last weekend my wife and I drove down to Manhattan to visit some friends who've been renting a really sweet apartment on West 59th Street, but we soon noticed that something was... well... not quite right.

Since when did people start wearing caps and knickers?

Also, our cellphones stopped working and the car's GPS screen went blank.

 

There was a lot of construction on the George Washington bridge, and we decided to avoid it. Instead, we took the Steamboat Ferry to get across the Hudson River. Everyone kept staring at our car, but I'm not sure why.

Done