Green.

6 weeks in to this little adventure and I really feel like I'm starting to find my feet in my new city.

It's been a turbulent ride so far, with homesickness and general house-hopelessness leaving me feeling rather lonely and a little lost at times. Nevertheless, things in the last week or so have really started to open my eyes to the possibilities I have in Leeds.

I think the turning point came last weekend when two of my best girlfriends came to stay, so I didn't have to jump on the train to Newcastle!

Them being there meant I spent my first weekend in Leeds, and I actually got to see something of it beyond the little "Z" shape I walk between the flat-work-gym/morrisons.

Also, my darling workmates have all suddenly turned alcoholic.

Well not quite...

But they're a social bunch, determined not to let me sit staring at my four walls of an evening, muttering sweet nothings to the goldfish.

For this, I am eternally grateful.

Now I've given it a chance, Leeds is actually pretty decent! I love the shops, the nightlife is brilliant and even the accent is growing on me!

I still haven't started drinking tea, but I feel it may only be a matter of time before one of my colleagues tried to convert me.

There is only one or two things that I'm still really missing about home, aside from the obvious friends and family of course!

The first, is a bath. 

I'm not trying to say I'm a scruff or anything, I swear I am washing! I have a lovely shower, just no bath!

I was bought a family of rubber ducks as a new home present before I moved, and they're yet to see some action!

Sometimes you just can't beat a lovely hot bubble bath at the end of a hard work day.

The second thing is green.

(The colour, this is not a euphemism for drugs).

Where I'm from (Newcastle end), I am ideally located 2 minutes from the beach, and about 10 minutes from the stunning Northumberland countryside.

There's trees and birds and trees... And green-ness everywhere!

Living in the city centre, with my delightful view of a building site surrounded by grey skyscrapers... It isn't quite as picturesque!

It's a funny thing, because I swear I didn't even notice the lack of colour when I first moved. It was one Friday, sat on the train, about 10 minutes out of Leeds heading towards York that my eyes, suddenly zoning in to the mass of green-ness that I realised, "there is no grass in Leeds".

This is not strictly true I'm sure, but from what I've seen so far, there's none!

So this week, I'm going to wander more! I'm going to find some green, and enjoy it! The weathers picking up, summers on the way, even city slickers have to find a bit of green to enjoy when the sun is shining right?

I'm still nowhere near city slicker accolade.

I'd probably describe myself as a country bumpkin, more at home with the woods than the tower blocks, but I'm getting there!

L x