Due to a delayed flight, day one of my trip found me stranded at the Newark airport, with no alternative but to find a hotel.
Ahh, sleep is priceless after days of erratic rest.
This morning, I woke to the deep bass of a giant heartbeat. I thought I was in a giant womb. The heartbeats gradually morphed into a beat, and then I heard an announcer say “How are we doing tonight? Are we going to have a party?!” Mind you, this was morning, not night, or so I thought. I rushed to the window and saw an Indian wedding party taking place in the cold parking lot. Enjoy the videos of this surreal spectacle.