A week here in Aberdeen. 📅 I feel like this post should be filled with exciting tidbits and fanciful tales of what life is life here in Aberdeen. 🦄 Truth is, I have no real idea.
It is a strange thing, moving to a place without a purpose. No job or schooling to give you a reason to be there. Now don’t get me wrong, Aberdeen is a beautiful place, but I’m not sure if it really falls in line with a place you’d travel to as a destination. It is mostly filled with a ridiculous amount of grey, granite buildings, old school pubs, oil workers and students. I have walked around the city centre quite a few times and feel like I’ve gotten a handle on it..I think..
Its weird to wake up without a purpose every morning. I walk aimlessly.🚶 Grocery shop almost daily – food here is ridiculously expensive and comes in extremely small packages. 💸 I’m really not sure what else to do. I’ve checked out ‘the sights’ but to tell you the truth, there isn’t many sights.
This sounds so depressing. 👎 haha.
Obviously my life isn’t that bad. I’m living in a beautiful place with all the time in the world to explore. 🏞 I’m finding my social anxiety is very real. All new places, not knowing anyone or anything around you is more difficult than I ever imagined. But every day it’s getting better. And I know it will feel more comfortable once I know this place, once I know people..but the stress of getting to that place is pretty intense.
I need a gym. 💪 I need some friends. 👯 And I need to stop exploring so many pubs.. 🍻🍻