I spent this past week on Long Island visiting Molly, my oldest sister. While I was there I visited her school, NYIT where she is studying to be a D.O. (yeah, she's that smart!). We also visited the beach together in which my tan only got darker and Molly's burn only got worse.
<<Molly getting so burned>>
<<My feet in the prickly beach sand>>
<<yay sailboats>>
<<The enemy...it kept bugging me as I ate my pb&j>>
<<My first LIVE crab, woot woot!>>
<<My first...ahem...dead crab...of monstrous proportions...horse shoe?>>
<<*sigh* beauteous scenery>>
<<Me and Molly>>
<<Molly in her Army uniform in front of her apartment on the second floor>>
<<SEXY LADY>>
After staying the week and having a blast I attempted to go home which involved a lot of panic attacks as per my usual planning skills. I didn't realize when the train actually left in the morning and so I didn't finish packing until pretty late and then of course we caught all the red lights. We made the train in due time, however, and it was my first experience on the train.
<<The train has arrived!>>
<<A promising and reassuring poster that greeted me at the door of the train>>
<<The very 'pleasant' ticket lady>>
From the train we arrived at Penn Station to board a double decker coach bus to take me back to Syracuse. Unfortunately I did not look up where outside of Penn Station this bus would be picking me up because, well, I've never been to Penn Station and assumed it would be right outside the uh door. As it turns out, there are many many many doors for Penn Station and thus we walked around the entire block before we found the bus. Said goodbye to Molly and spent the bus next to a nice girl on her way to Toronto and across the aisle from a lady whose carry-on item ended up being her 5 yr old son haha but he slept the whole time so no bother. All in all I made it home in one piece, safe and sound.
*Train Tracks and Ripped Luggage*
Megan