Our first was New York City. We had never been before, so we took advantage of a six hour layover to ride the subway to Times Square. We had about an hour to walk around, eat pizza from a hole-in-the-wallpizzeria, and buy a couple big apple T-shirts. Oh, and Sara got a pretzel. After catching the wrong subway and underestimating our travel time, we arrived at JFK two minutes before our international flight was scheduled to leave. That's punctuality.