Hotels, motels, inspections, paper work, coffees, room service, exploring, dreaming, crying, buzzing, scared, thirsty, tired. I miss home.
My first impressions of Newcastle range from good to bad to amazing to bizarre. I adore the old buildings, the charm, the new meets old, the lack of pretense but I'm confused about the empty spaces and vacant lots, the lack of trees and the abandoned factories turned dwellings. I'm unsure about the weather. I'm not loving the style. I am enjoying the simplicity. I'm sold on the coast line.
My new life, I feel a great future expanding in front of me like the endless ocean at my door step. Holly shit, I think I'm really divinely happy!