In the morning I received some phone calls from my cousins saying goodbye and everything, Alex came over to see me off and waited at the bus stop with me and my mum until the bus came. The person who told me the buses came on the hour every hour was a stupid retard, we were waiting at the stop for well over an hour until some woman came over to get the same bus and had a bus timetable on her. There were only so many buses a day and at pretty random times so you really needed the time table, or else you would have been like me and spent two afternoons waiting at the bus stop for a bus that wasn't due but I thought should have been. The bus came, I got on saying my goodbyes and found a seat. It was much better than the bus I got to come to New Jersey, I had a seat all to myself and the rest of the bus was pretty empty, I had no worries of getting in anybody's way with my bag. When I got to New York I just sat waiting for my bus to take me to Boston, I was really excited about moving on again and was really looking forward to drinking some nice beer. I got on the bus found a seat, it wasn't full but wasn't empty, I had a seat to my self so it was going to be a comfortable ride.