2 months ago, myself and Wez put our tetris game faces on, packed the smallest removal van you ever did see and moved to the south coast of England.
Wez got a new job.. he's now a uni lecturer!
Fancy! (
Well... my lil' bartending head thinks so.)
I wrapt for him, it's a big tick off his to do list. The move was a no brainer.
Our new lil town with a bay is cheaper, greener, quieter...we wake up to sounds of ship horns and seagulls instead of traffic and sirens. No more daily tube rides. In fact there's no more public transport in my days at all. Win! Instead, my daily walk to work is literally a walk in the park.
Our quaint little side street.
We found a lovely 2 Bedroom flat for ourselves. It's cheaper than London here, so we're able to live alone, bit exciting. We lost the first 2 weeks of our lives here in Ikea getting our new home sorted.
Sought the local pubs, half the price for a Pint with a side of pie, mash n peas to fill you up. Winning!
oh, and we found an ice-creamery.
When we got here I dove straight into a bar job.
The Orange rooms patterned wallpaper, monkey graffiti, fish tanks, disco balls and brown couches had me at first glance.
For the last 3 months I have worked there.
Despite it being my dream loungeroom and having awesome staff,
they don't pay enough and I'm not being challenged, so tonight is my last night.
It's been a hoot!
I'm off to the Christmas markets in France with Wez tomorrow
(as you do, lil' day trip)
New job starts Monday.
Here's cheers to the pursuit of happiness.