What a bus ride.

Friday....Saturday...I can't believe we even ever got off that bus.
That was probably one of the worst rides I have ever partaken in. but after 28 hours four transfers and 5 hours of sleep, we made it to Buffalo, NY.
The trip was only to take 21 hours with 2 transfers, but for the obvious reasons...1 Greyhound is completely unorganized and, 2 People are extremely rude and will cut in front of you just to get on a bus 3 the bus drivers do not always drive safely or treat their passengers with respect, but rather like cattle and 4 though you may hear some very interesting conversations, there are some you most definitely do not want to hear, 5 The Greyhound employees will lie to you in any way they can.

But over all it really wasn't so bad, just parts of it...I actually really like riding the bus.

My parents made it. Mom and Dad got on a plane and made it this way we caught up to them in Niagara, but soon had to part ways in order for me to receive my Student Visa, which I do have.

I am so excited and grateful that they made it. It has been so amazing since they got up here. Just having them here and close to me makes going off to school just feel so good.
And I send all my love to my brothers who are still in Georgia, I love you Will. I love you Drew.
I will freeze you a snowball.

Whelp today wear James and I are going to take my parents downtown for a spell to window shop and what not and out to see the university.

But because the sun looks all too pretty filtering through the snowy trees and across the snow banks I am going to take my coffee outside, to wait on my parents to arrive for breakfast.

I love you, Happy Christmas. I love you so much.