Today started the great boat adventure. I met Jeff's friend Dawson and immediately informed him that he could call me Joey, and that even though we would fall in love over the course of the weekend, I would eventually leave him heartbroken for his best (though debatably less awesome) best friend. Apparently he gets Dawson's Creek jokes a lot and didn't find it as funny as I did. Miranda flew in on 12 hours notice to be our skipper. We cooked dinner, watched the stars, and fell asleep early to prepare for a 5am departure for Port Jefferson. I brought my swim trunks, and my flippy floppies...
Restaurant of the day: Two Boots (midtown east, in grand central station)
Miles left: 513
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