So this lil' desert rat is flying to Providence, RI and the flights get cancelled in Baltimore. My option at 10:30 pm is to rent a car or wait. I don't do well with waiting in airports for a day or more, so I get a Hertz car with a Magellan GPS system. Punch in the address nearly 400 miles away and take off. I know NOTHING about driving on the East Coast.
The little box starts talking to me, telling me I have an exit coming up on the left or right in .6 miles, beeping, etc. Out of Baltimore, past Philadelphia, New Jersey, right through the middle of New York City at 3:00am (that city is awesome from the Verazanno Bridge), on up through Connecticut into Rhode Island.
That little box was invaluable. I didn't miss a turn. Not bad for a bumpkin in the vast wilderness of the east. I highly recommend getting a car with one of these gadgets for anyone travelling unfamiliar turf.
Now, as for the legendary brusqeness of those Yankees...
That's bunk! This was my 3rd trip to RI, and everyone I encountered for 5 days from Baltimore to Boston was as polite as they could be. Counter agents, waiters, cashiers, people on the street were as nice as could be. A guy in Boston saw us staring in bewilderment while standing on a street corner and walked over to ask if we were lost and could he help. Seemed like everyone went out of their way to be nice. Not one person honked a horn or made rude gestures while I was driving.
Wonderful trip, wonderful people.