Life: A hop across the road

Today for the first time in a very long time, I walked across the road, 30 seconds down the lane and down the pier on the other side of that road. I've lived here for almost 5 months, and it has taken me until now to walk that 30 seconds and into what felt like a totally different place than my little house. Isn't it strange? I've been all over the island, I'm desperate to get off whenever I can, yet I still hadn't been to this quiet little spot so close to home!

There is something magical about living so close to the sea. I love the clanging of the ships masts from my window, the sound of the seagulls (real seagulls not the pests that live miles inland and eat all the delights from my rubbish bin) and the smell. Not too chipper about the constant layer of salt that seems to cover my car!

I need to make a conscious effort to get out and about more locally. Seeing as my chances of going abroad this year are pretty slim, I'm going to celebrate staycationing. All thanks to a trip across the road!

1 comment

  1. There's totally something magical about being by the sea. I always feel happier when there's water nearby! xx


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