one month report

So it's been a month. And I feel fortune has been kind. The house I live at is in a great location, on most days I can smell the sea, and hear it occasionally. Not to slight any past roommates, but the ones here are fast friends. And there are the characters that frequent the place, they who gravitate to the spacious porch. Its an open door relationship that provides an almost continual ushering of new folk. This relationship extends to the animals, too. The climate is nothing to complain about, but then again I appreciate most types of weather. Despite common conception from people back home in PA, it's not all that much colder here. Take that! The greatest source of frustration was the job search, and its slightly interesting that my orientation at WF is one month after I rolled into town. The photo is of the truck that sits out front of the store.