Travel at your own risk. The POC here are weird too.
We had an older model car. Literally nothing wrong with it, and we were the last car to park in that row. Immediately after parking closer to the back line (because the car in front of us was backed onto the front line), a lady came to tell us we were “pushing all the cars back,” and if we could park our car more forward. Annoying, okay sure. Walking around was mostly fine. We got some weird stares at times. There were many many cute hallmark movie type of stores and buildings. The store owners minus one were welcoming, and the ice cream store staff were especially warm. As we were leaving, a very passionate Karen fanned and covered her nose, hootin and hollerin about how we have to leave and our car’s smoke smells so bad (there was no smoke and it doesn’t smell at all), that we were right in front of her apartment and the smell was going to go up to her (closed) window, and that we had to leave. She took a picture of the license plate. WTF
I see a lot of cute advertisements for Princeton stores and activities, but I personally never want to go back lol! Not to mention, the towns on the way back home looked like places I would never want my car to break down in. I hope someone else has had a better experience.
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Travel at your own risk. The POC here are weird too.
We had an older model car. Literally nothing wrong with it, and we were the last car to park in that row. Immediately after parking closer to the back line (because the car in front of us was backed onto the front line), a lady came to tell us we were “pushing all the cars back,” and if we could park our car more forward. Annoying, okay sure. Walking around was mostly fine. We got some weird stares at times. There were many many cute hallmark movie type of stores and buildings. The store owners minus one were welcoming, and the ice cream store staff were especially warm. As we were leaving, a very passionate Karen fanned and covered her nose, hootin and hollerin about how we have to leave and our car’s smoke smells so bad (there was no smoke and it doesn’t smell at all), that we were right in front of her apartment and the smell was going to go up to her (closed) window, and that we had to leave. She took a picture of the license plate. WTF
I see a lot of cute advertisements for Princeton stores and activities, but I personally never want to go back lol! Not to mention, the towns on the way back home looked like places I would never want my car to break down in. I hope someone else has had a better experience.