Considering I grew up in landlocked Southern Germany it's a bit difficult to explain why I've always loved being near the sea. No idea where this yearning for wide horizons, blue/turquoise waters and coastal variety from cliff to beach is coming from.
Isn't it amazing how time flies when you're busy and having fun?
It feels a little bit like I've just moved to North Wales on the one hand, but at the same time I feel very settled here in my new home. Well, the calendar says it's December, so I've nearly lived a whole...
I don't know about you, but when I go for a walk (however short or long) I feel better afterwards. Admittedly, sometimes it takes quite a bit of determination to actually go out for the walk, but once I'm in motion, I enjoy it immensely.