Je-won, I woke up in Brooklyn and headed north toward Albany. I used your pitch-in to pay off the guard at the tollbooth when I got onto I-87. She wasn't wearing gloves, unlike every other booth person that I've seen: must have a great immune system...
I stopped off in Saratoga to get a bagel sandwich at uncommon grounds, a coffee shop I worked at in college.
On the way to the Northway, I avisited this spring to bottle some water for the rest of my drive. It smells like crushed up rocks and tastes heavy, like the water uses it's tiny hands to hold down your tongue. I highly recommend.