It takes a long time to get places on the bus, but you can actually get places.
Things are a little expensive. Okay, a lot expensive.
I didn’t pack nearly enough workout clothes.
I am walking so much that I think I’m already losing weight.
The people here are really, really polite. They have also been very, very kind.
Everyone ends up wanting to talk about American politics.
I am making a lot of progress on my novel revisions. (No, I am still not done.)
I am surrounded by a lot of talent.
I am also surrounded by views like this:
I am still awaiting that 3 a.m. “Oh my God what have I done?” moment. I’m sure it will come. I’ll deal with it when it does.
I am beginning to desperately miss my dogs and my man.
But if my first week is any indication, I think things will be good here.