Day 2 and 3 of SEMA was very bitter sweet. I was in sunny Las Vegas with great weather, but back home was a different story. The evening of day 2, I was watching the aftermath of hurricane Sandy and feeling sadden by what happened. The Jersey Shore is gone, the boardwalk of Atlantic City is ruined, most of Hoboken, NJ was underwater. Then Staten Island, Lower Manhattan, the Southern part of Queens and Long Island was flooded and without power. And when situations happened to your home, you feel a certain kind of way. New York will always be my home. It gave me my attitude, a piece of my personality, and of course, my lovely accent.
So day 3 was my final day at SEMA. I used my time inside in the beginning, then I stayed outside until I left. And here's the photos...
For more photos, check out Bernie's SEMA photos... Day 3
P.S. To me, Atlanta isn't home. It's just somewhere I'm living. Look up the definition of home, it's more than just where you lay your head at night.