A couple weeks ago, my camera and I took a trip out to New York. Over the next week, I hope to put up some of my pictures from this adventure.

My sister, Shana, and Adam had a chance to celebrate their recent wedding with their close friends at a bowling rink in New York. I was lucky enough to get invited and had the opportunity to take many photos throughout the event. Click on the image below to view more photos.

When I was invited to go gokarting, at first I was skeptical. I’d seen others do it and was never super impressed, but clearly, I wasn’t going to the right places. This spot in Burlingame was like nothing I had seen before. GoKart Racer had gokarts capable of reaching 45 mph on twisting tracks, and we all had a chance to race against each other. I had one fun interaction with a wall while racing. While going somewhere between 30-40 mph, I lost control and when straight for the wall. Not to worry though because except for a couple bruises, the massive helmet, neckbrace, and 4 point seatbelt didn’t let too much happen to me. And to prove this place meant business, check out what we had to wear…

When driving down to Los Angeles from the Bay Area, I get the opportunity to drive across the 152 (and yes, all freeway names should be prefaced by the article “the”). This freeway, which connects the 101 to the 5 contains a 12 mile stretch with only one lane, and at the end of these 12 miles, cars need to alternate with others coming in the other direction wanting to make a left turn onto the 156. I’m no expert on this, but a traffic light would be nice!

Here is a map of this infamous left turn:

To make the situation even better, trucks are also included in those that want to make this left turn. Taken with my cell phone, these low quality images might give you a feel for the delays produced by this intersection.

To sum up, those 12 miles took me somewhere between 1.5 and 2 hours to transverse, and other than that, my trip to SoCal was smooth sailing. So if anyone out there is listening, and has some say to put in a traffic light–or even better, an overpass of sorts–I would really appreciate it!

P.S. This isn’t the first time the 152 has treated me so well.