Back to my old "kaddish-minyan" commute

Bright and early this morning, I hopped on the subway to go back to the same synagogue at which I'd said kaddish for my mother for 11 months. One thing has changed, though--their Bet Midrash/chapel was renovated in the interim. It's much more comfortable now--no longer are the seats so close together that one can barely turn around. On the other hand, I'll have to find a new m'kom k'vuah (customary seat), since my old one no longer exists. And it's no longer possible for me to spare my formerly-broken wrists by resting my siddur/prayer book on the window's wide ledge. Methinks I'll now be using my paperback Koren Sacks Siddur for a good portion of the service there.

I got lucky this morning--the baalat tefillah/prayer leader was praying at close enough to my usual snail's pace that I was actually able to catch up with the minyan in time for the Kedushah prayer. Though I always say the Musaf (Additional) Kedushah of Rosh Chodesh (New Month) with my "kaddish minyan," this is the first time, to the best of my recollection, that I've ever been "there yet" to recite the Kedushah of Shacharit (Morning Service) with them.