> I came out of the Wal-Mart the other day and walked up and down the parking lot looking for my truck. It wasn't there. I was just about to call the police when I found my car.

On Thursday, we drove to the airport's really large parking lot. After driving around for about ten minutes, we finally found a spot just as the shuttle bus turned up our row. The people here are nice. The bus stopped right behind our car and the driver helped us load up our luggage. At Newark (or any of the other NYC airports), the busses would only stop at Designated Bus Stops. Anyway, we piled in rather quickly, thinking that we're holding up the bus.

It was only after we had passed through security that we realized we didn't know where in the really big lot we had parked.

-FP