Sunday, 29 July 2012

Over the threshold

The hardest part of any adventure is that first step into the unknown. For me, that was finding a place to call home in a city that was completely foreign to me. Friends followed my anxious moans (Twitter and excruciatingly self-pitying texts) as I trekked around Bristol in 28 degree heat, trying to find a place to live at incredibly short notice. On Thursday, I was lucky enough to be driven down from Durham by my Dad, and then I hit the streets with a map and a very short list of house viewings (3). The first couple of houses were crossed straight off my list: as a 21-year-old girl alone in a new city, I wasn't keen on the prospect of living with several men in their mid-thirties, but on the third, I struck gold.

I said I would think about it, but already I knew: this had to be my home. Less than a minute from the hustle of Bristol's famed Gloucester Road, this sunny upstairs flat is in the perfect location, fantastically cheap and full of its own brand of charm. I moved in yesterday afternoon and made the room my own. A lot of my things had to stay back in the Northeast, but with a few photos and a floral bedspread, I made it feel like home.

This is just the beginning. Hopefully it will make the perfect base for my escapades.

Call to adventure

My name is Kitty. I spent my childhood making dens and trekking through the Durham dales to make rural ruins my fairytale castle for the day, but never leaving my pale circle of being, my little spot in the world. We all have to grow up, but why should the adventures end? This blog will follow my forays into the cracks of everyday life as I clamber over the milestones and the mundane.

The Bristol skyline, the first time I saw it.
For me, my call to adventure - stage 1 of the monomyth, or hero's adventure - was a full-time job offer, 300 miles away from my family, friends and the place I had called home for most of my life, including my university years. And so, three days ago, I upped sticks and left my beloved Northeast, and came here, to Bristol: city of graffiti, mild weather and funny accents.

So far, nothing out of the ordinary has happened. But I've been plunged into this unknown place feet-first and I intend to explore it. I'll sweep aside all anxieties and find the treasure at its heart.

I hope you'll come with me.