I bought a direct flight to Israel from NYC, but thanks to Irene, the plans got changed a bit. I was pretty exhausted from exertion (see a picture of my flooded basement) and lack of sleep, so every little thing that went wrong was a tad flustering. I took the bus to NYC and tried to take the train to Newark, but the train wasn't running, so I went back to the bus station and took a different bus that I had to wait in line for 45 minutes to get. I spent my bus ride calling companies to come clean up the flood mess in my basement. From NYC, I flew to Atlanta and from Atlanta to Amsterdam. Fortunately, the flights themselves were pretty uneventful and I was able to get some sleep.