spent the last weekend in bovina center. a tiny town in the middle of nowhere new york. the trip started off with with the an expected 3 hr drive from the safety of the city into the unknown of bovina. after about 2 hrs of driving the map we had mysteriously disappeared. we continued our journey using the force for a navigation as well as suggestions from the sleeper (aka the oracle). lost in bovina we asked the country folk at the only source of life in the town, the local hess station. we spoke with the few country folk inside and requested some insight on where we were. oh yea and also in the middle of the night ebfore retreating to the hess station we ran into the the night wanderer a random man walking the streets of bovina. anyway back at the hess to larduous femmes came in with a paris hilton strut and requested the bacon special at about 1 am. yum. the counter worker at hess finally agreed to allow us to make the long idstance phone call to our friends at the bach party. turns out we had been 30 mins away for 4 hours. after 7 hrs of driving we made it to the cabin and its all history from there.