Home

So, we're down to the last week before our break now, and i'm feeling odd. On one hand I've been quite reflective today, on my experiences and how I've been since I arrived and how work has been. It's been a bumpy ride to be honest. Work has dominated my mood throughout all of this, when the work has been going well I've been reasonably cheerful and optimistic, when the project has presented big looming problems I've tended to withrdaw somewhat and think about home, and how easy it would have been to cope with some of the things which have cropped up had I been home with Vicky.

Today, it's raining. We had some rain this morning then it cleared up for a while and we had some bright sunshine, now the rain is back. There's something very relaxing about sitting in silence just hearing the rain on the balcony (we have the door open and only the bug screen across). I think the weather has made a difference to this place.. such constant sunshine and clear skies have given it a kind of surreal shine that's made it all the more enjoyable being here. But now, seeing the morbid skies and heavy rain gives it a new appearance. I actually like it though, the weather here swings about like my moods. I used to spend long periods of time when it rained in winter sitting listening to portishead, reading a good book and listening to the rain as well. Especially if there's a storm.

I've come to realise that the place isnt really much unless you've got the right people with you. I love Seattle and this whole area. Washington is an amazing part of the world, stunning scenery, its properly priced (Americans think its expensive here, Brits and Europeans think its cheap, I think it's just fair), and everything just 'works'. But, would I move here? Would I leave the UK for a life over here... yes, but not without my Vicky. You cant call somewhere home unless you can relax with loved ones whilst you're there, and right now that's what's missing more than anything. So, I'm looking forward to coming home now..