traffic jam.

Ben and I got stuck on the Walt Whitman Bridge tonight for about an hour and a half in the terrible weather. There had been a huge multi-car pile-up ahead of us on the bridge, so we had to sit and wait for everything to be cleared out. At first, Ben was okay with the delay, but after awhile, he got a little cranky. He'd been eating a piece of bread, so that's what you see in his mouth.