The first few days somewhere are never easy, especially when you can't sleep on the plane because there's a passed out pup on your lap acting as your own personal heater the entire flight. Hopping six hours ahead seemed like a piece of cake, mostly because I was delirious & partly because I had myself convinced I was immune to jet lag. Turns out, I wasn't immune and neither was Tito. We spent the first few days awake and bothering Eric at the crack dawn.. Which in reality was about 3am. The guy is a saint for dealing with that during his preseason (Sorry Eric!). Then of course came the crash, which seemed to hit Tito the hardest..
Going from the quiet suburbs to the middle of a city was something I gave no thought to. But it definitely is an adjustment.. There's always something going on during the day. Our street is packed with bakeries, shops, bars and apartments! But at night, it's a whole different street.. No one is out besides a few cats and there's silence (which is golden). It's crazy what a few hours can do! So far, we are really loving our new neighborhood.
We also happen to have the prettiest & nosiest neighbor in town, but don't mind it one bit!
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