The Newark airport code is EWR. There is no Taco Bell in EWR. I was really craving a taco supreme when I got off the plane.
I saw a kid wearing a crimson T-shirt with white lettering which read “Hahvahd.”
There is tons of Snapple, fried food, and ice cream for sale. I watched a fat man wipe McDonald’s french fry grease on his pants leg.
Being able to suddenly understand the witless banter of those around me is, like – ohmigod – totally annoying and stuff. I prefer the witless banter of French people which I can understand very little of, and I usually imagine they are talking about philosophy, art, or the upshot of socialist democracy.