After months of anticipation and a car packed to the breaking point, we arrived at our new home to find that ...
Not everything was as we expected it to be. The giant cupboard that the previous owner said belonged to the house, the one where we were counting on putting all of our dishes? Not there. The two beds for which I had brought sheets, so we could rest our weary heads after a long day of packing, driving, and unpacking? Not there. What was there: a kitchen sofa (pictured here), a rocking chair (pictured here) a coffee maker, a sofa, two tea kettles, a set of coffee cups and saucers, a few drinking glasses, a sandwich press, and a various assortment of pots and pans.
Bonus: the sofa turned out to be a sofa bed, bringing the bed count to one double bed and one sofa bed. Places to sleep for everyone.
But first, the inaugural gin and tonic, minus ice, because times are hard.
I don't remember much about that night, but I am fairly certain we had cheese doodles for dinner.
But the view. Look at this view! Everything else is negotiable. This view is the stuff of dreams. Watching the moon slowly appear over the bay melted away any worries about beds and cupboards and coffee machines.
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