The first (and only other) time I was in New Jersey was when I was 16. I was heading to New York for my birthday, but our cab driver had the wrong address for our hotel. He took us in and out of New Jersey and back into New York what felt like a dozen times, so much so that my mom was getting annoyed with having to pay all the unnecessary toll fees.
At one point, I remember someone mentioning that we were ~kind of ~ close to Carlo’s Bakery, you know, from the hit TLC show. My mom and I were huge fans of this program but at that point I was starting to feel car sick and we just wanted to be at our hotel to rest, so we opted to skip the detour.
Now, 6 years later, I was back in New Jersey heading home to Nebraska from my fun weekend trip in Bar Harbor, ME. However, my first flight of the day was delayed which caused me to miss my flight out of Newark. The next available flight wasn’t for another FIVE HOURS.
So, I decided this was actually a perfect opportunity to head to that bakery I so wanted to see all those years ago. I took an Uber from airport and when I got there, I was surprised there wasn’t a huge line out the front door – I actually thought it was closed for a second. The inside was lined with family portraits of the owners and SO. MANY. GOODIES.
I ordered some chocolate covered strawberries and a famous cannoli and ate them outside on a nearby bench. Let me tell you, the wait was worth it.
To get back to the airport, I decided to try the city’s public transit (because, why not) and still made it back with hours to spare before my flight. Overall, I’m glad my first flight was delayed, I’m glad I decided to take the risk of leaving the airport and I’m glad I got to live out a childhood dream. Going to Carlo’s Bakery actually brought back a lot of fun memories, the only thing that could’ve made the layover experience better was if my mom had got to come with me.