How do I take my coffee?
Very Seriously.
As far as living in different places around the globe goes, Rhode Island living is the closest feeling I’ve had to home. Rhode Islanders speak the same language, are used to similar weather patterns, and everything is so close together. Of course there’s no place like home, but this area will be my home soon enough.
How’d I get here?
I’ve asked myself this question so many times. In all reality, the two weeks leading up to my first day were such a whirlwind. I left Seabra, bused to Salvador then to Praia do Forte, then spent time in Salvador, came home, watched Shane walk to get his Doctor of Chiropractic, bought a car, drove across the country, visited family, found an apartment, moved in to it, and showed up to my first day of a ‘big kid job’. No easy feat.
I really love my job and the people I work with. The people make it, right? People don’t quit jobs, they quit managers. And mine are all pretty great!
It’s only two hours
Seriously, everything is close. Our friends from Palmer are an hour away, my aunt and her family are less than two hours away, as is the Cape. New York is a hike at 3.5 hours, my friends in New Haven are just shy of two hours drive, Boston is an hour and a half by public transport, and Providence is only 30 mins. The beach is 15 mins by car, and Newport is a long 20 minutes to get to. Baltimore and DC are only 4-5 hours by train, and ski holidays in Vermont will be an easy 3-4 hour drive. I have friends out here already, and plenty of friends I have yet to meet.
I have airport options close by, too! Boston Logan is an hour and a half, and Providence is only 25 minutes.
“Regular”
Nothing here is too polarized. People are overall well educated, and hold popular opinions. The one thing people take quite seriously is their coffee. There’s a thing called coffee milk out here. It’s a syrup added to water or milk that adds a coffee flavor. People add it to ice cream, too! But when one orders an ice coffee, cream and sugar come standard. Most people will order it ‘Extra Extra’ which means extra cream extra sugar. If I want it plain, I have to ask for ‘no cream, no sugar’.
I do love it out here! I plan to do plenty of traveling around the northeast, so I’ll continue to update my blog as I go.
Peace and Love! xo