I’m here! Finally! Hooray, hooray!
The bus ride to Boston was okay, except that something smelled like watermelon lip gloss the entire time there and I couldn’t figure out what it was. I almost went crazy!
Then, like Nechama said, Leah and I missed our train by one minute (one MINUTE!) so we had to wait like an hour for a new one. But it was cool. I’ve never been in a big train station before. Well, not that I can remember.
A few reflections on the States through the eyes of a Montrealer:
Actually, before I start I just wanted to mention that I started writing these on the bus so I’d look busy and important and no one would come ask to sit next to me. Then I just kept it up because it was interesting.
So. Here goes.
– At least three people will ask you for money and/or offer you flowers if you are in a public place here for half an hour. I’ve kind of made it a policy to give them food instead because I don’t really know where the money’s going.
– It’s so funny how you don’t really look at the people you travel with. Well, I don’t, anyhow. The woman who sat behind me on the bus is sitting across from me on the train and I didn’t notice for fifteen minutes.
– You can’t help listening to people talking sometimes.
– Find weird Dunkin Donuts lid. (This one needs a little explanation: Basically, my father likes weird coffee cup lids and I saw this woman on the train with a kinda slanty one on her cup.)
– Note: Find out why people keep their pencils in their mouths even when they have gotten one hand free.
That’s it so far.
Hope you have fun Penina, and all of you. Can't wait to see more posts about shabaton.i might come next yr, if it's at a time that works out for me and my stidy and camp schedule (unlike this yr s i couldn't come as you well know, penina lol)still, i wish i could meet you all. Hope you all have a blast and enjoy yourselves
Penina I am sooooooo soooooo soooooo jelous! I wanna be at the shabaton now :(Love,Rebecca