Typically as is the case with any large scale life event that we're involved in, things are never simple and we always end up nearly biting off more than we can chew.. and this time was no different.
With new jobs, visitors and a last minute conference in Orlando, the timing of the move couldn't have been much worse, but we coped admirably (or rather Kim did as I was in Orlando at the time).
It was a completely left field choice moving hundreds of miles from the lazy suburbs of South Sound to the bright lights and hum of "inner city" Seven Mile Beach (SMB) (OK, maybe six miles).
Firstly, Iguanas are so last year in SMB, so what was a familiar sight every morning in South Sound, has now been replaced with these angry looking fellas.
This photo is courtesy of TripAdvisor
There are quite a few crab holes in our back yard, and in the morning if you're quick, you'll spot them all coming out to play!
Now Duggy the dog used to love chasing Iguanas, but we always panicked a bit as she got ever closer to snaring one, we just never knew who would come off worse.
Watching her interact with crabs in complete confusion has been pretty entertaining. I'm waiting for the inevitable bark of surprise when one eventually pinches her nose though.
Convenience is something we never really had in South Sound, only the petrol (gas) station was walkable. Where we are now is just metres from liquor stores, shops, restaurants and bars, we can walk pretty much everywhere. Though with the accessibility of these comes the unavoidable increase in noise and traffic, but nothing a few rums can't sort.
Of course, the main lure of SMB is having this just a few short steps from the back door (the beach not the dog).