Train from New York to Toronto

After a final night out in midtown New York with Anna (the Oxford-Lithuenian girl), Laura (the Japanese-American girl), Nao (the Japanese guy) and Sly (the French guy) I finally got to bed at around 3am. At 5.30am I woke up rather tired as you can imagine, and rooted around for all my stuff including my rather heavy and noisy rucksack, waking up everyone in the process!! I finally headed out with all my stuff walking around 3 blocks to Penn Station just below Madison Square Garden. It is true, New York never sleeps, it seemed just as normal! So boarded the train and left New York at around 7.15am, found a great window seat on the left-hand side of the train as recommended by the ticket operator. In the process I saw great views of the Hudson River on the way. In time we reached Albany, then a couple of other stations still making our way to the Canadian border heading towards Buffalo and Niagara Falls. Though, by around about 3pm after a nap with my handy travel pillow supporting my tender neck, I realised that we were running late. This meant around two hours on top of an already long 12 hour journey and as a result, it was getting emotional indeed. So finally, after an epic journey which demonstrated the great expanse of both America and Canada with great effect, I arrived in Toronto just past 10pm, nearly 3 hours late. When I arrived in Toronto with my green hat and red shirt I looked out for the lady dressed in pink, my relative as a matter of fact!! As I decended down the escalators from the platform I saw both Beth (sure enough in pink) as well as Dot's husband Ron waiting to greet me in beginning my five day stay with them. As we went to the waiting car, Beth's sister Dot was waiting and she had last seen me when I was just two weeks old in England!!