On Thursday I packed up and said good bye to my house.
Chris and Jenny were on their way to Rochester that day, so we decided to caravan. Matt drove the truck.
There was a pretty horrific accident on the 401 so we sat in almost still traffic for about 45 minutes.
Chri decided to walk back and say hello.
A police officer decided to pull Matt over to give us one final happy memory of Canada.
We unpacked the truck.
Sangria settled in fairly quickly.
and I've spent the last couple of days cleaning and unpacking.
It hasn't hit me yet that I live in New York. I know it'll take some time to adjust, but I have to say that I'm really happy to be here.