Becca, where in Jersey? my husband is from Ewing near Princeton junction. Also, I have friends from South Jersey and visit them often. Once, trying to get back on the Garden State parkway from Leed's Point (The devil's birthplace) to go back to Cape May where I was staying, we wound up lost in the Pine barrens for 4 hours, following a sandy road that paraelled the parkway all the way past Atlantic City. Turns out we were told wrong - there was no southbound entrance to the parkway! I thought we were doomed. We eventually come to a werid toll bridge over a creepy cranberry bog. The toll was ten cents - in 1990!!! This Lovecraftian looking semi-human toll-kepper manned the strange booth. The toll bridge was wooden and only one lane wide. I have never been able to figure out where it is on a map.

The same fella who gave us the wrong directions ( A horror writer and doctor from Brick NJ) once took me to another weird place - a restaurant in Hamilton Township. it turned out to be a Mob hangout for real and our waiter had a huge knife scar down his left cheek. When we tried to order 4 different types of pasta, he menacingly told us "Only TWO pasta per table, got that?" The restaurant was in a private home too. After that I swore never to let that guy pick the restaurant again!