Well being in NY you can get anything you desire, however it tends to be expensive.  After doing exaustive research on the interweb, I set out to a store.  Not just any store, but the wonderful beautiful Target.  First I had to determine if the bag I required was in stock.  I called 3 stores, and was on hold for quite sometime.  I finally confirmed the bag was in stock however it was in another state.  No biggy because it was only 3 miles away.  Or so I thought.

First I jumped on the NY metro train a few stops to where I would transfer.  My only guess is that NY and NJ “PATH” trains don’t get along.  I got off the train where I thought I would be in PENN Station.  I was not and had to walk outside about 3 blocks.  I then found PENN Station and tried to find the PATH trains.  I followed a sign or two for the “PATH” trains.  However the signs stopped showing up, but there was no train.   I finally asked someone.  “6th and 32nd” they said.  I thought to myself, “Oh where I just came from.”  Finally I found the train but it was a bit unclear as to which to take.  So like I have become acustom to, I jumped on a train.  Forunately I was on the correct one.

After an hour of pure bliss and $200 later, I left Target with my new garment bag, filled with other goodies.  I went back to the train station.  It was even more confusing to find the correct train back.  So much so that I got on the wrong train.  It took me two stops to realize I went the wrong way.  I exited and back to the other train platform trying to look like I do this everyday.  Finally I made it back to Penn Station fournd my train home and 3.5 hours after leaving I was back home.  That was Monday.