We are driving home now in veritable bumper-to-bumper traffic on the Garden State Parkway in New Jersey. The word felicitous does not come to mind.
There are, despite the economy, new condos going up everywhere. Or at least everywhere within view of the Garden State Parkway. One thing I've noticed is that a lot of new condos complexes seem to be named "The Landings." There is, of course, no landing point in sight, unless aliens come down when I am not around.
Though in New Jersey it is I who feels alien.