I am finally back in Brighton and could not be happier.
After 17 hours of travel, which included two planes, two trains and an automobile, I arrived at 1:15 a.m. Thursday, June 17, at the house on Elm Grove. I was greeted by Fi and her housemates James, John and Max.
The house is quaint, painted white and includes five bedrooms, one bathroom (I know!) and a small but comfy kitchen that doubles as a common room.
That night we sat up until 4 a.m. talking about my trip and getting know each other. Eventually, the wine kicked in, and Fi and I headed to bed. She had set up a mattress with bedding, a duvet, pillows and even a towel with shampoo and conditioner on it. It is so cute. My headboard is also a mirror.
As I tried to fall asleep and make the excitment of my arrival subside for a few hours, I couldn’t help but think that it felt so much like home already. I’m back with one of my good friends, hanging out with boys and doing my thing in a city I love.
This is going to be a good time.
Oh, one more thing. My name is now pronounced Mar-C-a, with an emphasis on the “Mar” part.
(Forgive me. This has not been check for AP style or spelling, and I have more post ready but I need to upload the pictures first. I am off to watch England play Algeria.)