Moving across the world … again

Well I’ve done it again. After four years of building friendships, inviting myself into other people’s families and establishing an area of the world that feels like home, I’ve decided to up and leave it all and move across the world … again.

Now, I know that technically I’ve only moved to the other side of the States, but America is such a large country and its various regions are so diverse that I may as well have moved to another country. I’m in a different time zone, a different climate and different culture to what I left back east, and so far, I’m loving it.

“You moved where?”

I’ve left the East Coast behind in all its greenness with it’s big cities, snowy winters and distinctly familiar accents, to move to the wild western desert and the thriving metropolis of Bullhead City, Arizona.

Located right on the Colorado River on the border of Arizona and Nevada (and 25 minutes up the road from California), I’ve gone and plonked myself in a deserted area, rich with natural wonders.

Four hours in any direction will get me to Lake Havesu, the Hoover Dam and Lake Mead National Recreation Area, the Grand Canyon, Lake Powell and the Glen Canyon National Recreation Area, Zion National Park, Death Valley and even down to Mexico.

“But why there?”

Well first and foremost, I was offered one of those job-things that everybody is always nattering on about. Yup, little ol’ me was hired to be a reporter/layout assistant for a community newspaper.

Once I was offered the job I did some (a lot) of research into the city and surrounding area. While the city itself isn’t anything overly impressive, the surrounding area and the offer of a new adventure are what ultimately did it for me. That and the possibility of an even 75 degrees (23 Celsius) in the middle of winter really sold it.

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“Do you know anyone there?”

Nope, not a single soul. I have a friend who went to the same university as me who lives in Arizona about three and a half hours away, but that’s about it — and that’s not exactly catch up for a coffee distance.

Moving to a place where I don’t know anyone didn’t scare me enough not to do it — I’ve done it before, why not do it again — but I will say this time around I was more apprehensive about the idea. Mostly because whenever I’ve moved somewhere before, I’ve been moving to an environment structured and more suited towards making friends — eg. a university with small classes, dormitories and sports teams.

This time however I was moving to a state where I would be living alone, and working in an office where I was told the median age is upwards of 35.

Nonetheless I’ve done it, and while I’ve been here for four weeks and haven’t quite made any friends yet — although I do get along well with Fluffy, a neighbor’s friendly dog — I’ve been really enjoying myself.

I like my job, I like people I work with, I love my apartment and the region I live in is beautiful.

The 90 degree autumn weather isn’t bad either.

Love,
Wilbs

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. Dorie says:

    Take a lot of pictures and great memories with you!😃

    http://harborbliss.wordpress.com

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    1. Thank you, I plan too! 🙂

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