Feliz Puerto Rican Day!

As is customary when you're a New Yorker (which I am, by virtue of Fairfield, Connecticut's being a suburb of the City for all practical purposes), you discover major parades or events with a certain disdain if you actually have to in town. Today was the PR parade and unfortunately, I had to venture into the city. And even more unfortunate, the only part the I did experience was the traffic of all the people leaving the city. Two hours of bumper to bumper traffic. Replete with horn honking and people cutting eachother off. Well, what would PR day be without an Autopista experience?