A friend of mine asked “Do you miss the coast?” when we told her that we’ve finally moved. At that time, I said no, especially since we don’t live far from the coast either, although admittedly unlike the old house, it isn’t walking distance anymore.
It used to take us about 5 minutes from our door, especially if Doc and I walked at a steady pace without faltering, we’d smell and hear the ocean even before we could see it. And once near it, Doc would break into a run so fast, there was no way I could keep up with him. I do miss the ocean. I do miss it now.
At our new house though, it takes us about 10 minutes to get to the nearest beach by car. To be fair though, even in the old house, it took about the same amount of time to get to the nearest beach since there wasn’t really a beach in the old village where we lived. What it has is an ancient harbour with lovely views of the coast.
I repeat, I miss it now, especially when I take Doc out for a walk. The current house is surrounded by farm land. Our neighbour owns about 500 hectares of farm land all around us and has kindly told us that we’re free to go anywhere we please on their land. Actually, if Doc and I kept walking, I know we would reach the beach, but that would mean having to walk all the way back, not something I’d be looking forward to. Maybe once the summer holiday starts and we could do it as a family adventure, all four of us.
There is a private road to get to our home and there are only 3 houses standing a part from each other, and down that private road is the farm house. It is lovely and quiet where we live. All you can hear are the cows and did I mention farmlands? Loads of that.
To be fair though, Doc doesn’t seem bothered much and loves it here. He likes having adventures with the cows and looking for the smelliest thing he can roll on. I don’t even bring his leash when we go out, he’s just running around freely. When I say it’s time to go home now Doc, he finds his way home ahead of me.
Even though the coast isn’t within walking distance anymore, I wouldn’t exchange the house where we live in right now for anything, unless one can uproot it and plonk it right along the coast, although I’m not sure that’s a good idea either. Life is all about compromises, isn’t it.
Have you compromised on a house move too?