
Its just taken us forever to get back into the swing of thigns, between sheva brachos, unpacking, getting back to work and trying to get back into normal life, we haven’t had time to blog. But I will try my best now. Warning: As I want to include details (just for you, Leah) and a few pictures which take forever to organize here, the updates will probably be broken up by day. I will try my best to do all the updates as quickly and comprehensively as possible.
OK, so lets start with Tuesday late afternoon/early evening, when we packed everything up, did the last minute things (Shainas gown did NOT come in on time so we used back-up dress) and we loaded the car and drove to the Kosters. We got there at about 6ish and the Greyhound bus was leaving at 8:30 so Aharon K kind of rushed everything a little even though I knew everything would be fine.
I gobbled a slice of pizza there while they took the stuff out of the car and waited for the car service to come. When the car came, ALL of the luggage went into it along with me and Yaakov (Koster’s youngest) in his car seat. The rest of the clan, including Shaina and stroller went by train (SR drove them cuz she was flying the next day). We got to Manhattan in record time. Like 20 minutes all the way crosstown. There are for sure less tourists in the summer. The driver dropped us off on an alleyway around the corner from Port Authority (most places are just for yellow taxis) and we waited for the rest of the folks with all the stuff. Everyone else came like 15 mintues later, and the Manhattan contingent came like 10 minutes after that. We looked like a scene. 11 people and about 50 bags. And we headed downstairs to the Greyhound terminal where we’d be spending many hours in the coming days.
Somehow with huffing and puffing and schlepping we made it to Greyhound terminal at about 7:45 and were like number 20-31 on line.
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  We had fun waiting, met another frum lady, went to the bathroom and than loaded on. We actually pulled out a few minutes early cuz the bus was COMPLETELY full. The way there was fun, somewhat bumpy (physically and emotionally) and not without some dramatics from our friendly neighbors who decided it was part of their ‘religion’ to sing loudly at midnight. Whatever. All went pretty well until about 4:30 AM when we pulled up to the border and EVERYONE (including sleeping kids) with ALL of the luggage had to be taken off the bus, declared at customs and brought back on. This was a pain and also caused the bus to come in about 40 minutes late which essentially messed up our plans for the rest of the day.TBC….