This is going to be a series of articles of my adventures while I am in The Shire, (New Hampshire). If you are ever so interested in keeping up to date with these articles, then do so! I promise these short pieces will be a testimony of how a young millennial is trying to find his place in a land that is so unknown to him. The Shire.
The correct name for this piece is “Holy Shit, I’m In The Shire” (sorry), but coming from my perspective where I have only ever lived the “desert livin” life style, coming to a place where you are literally surrounded by trees is quite the change. Undeniably beautiful, this move gave me a chance to appreciate a completely different landscape, as well as have more appreciation for my home environment. Now, I wont go as far to say “I’ll chain myself to a tree if they try to cut it down” because quite frankly that’s just not smart, but this landscape is sweet.
My buddy from college Ben, picked me up at Boston airport, from there we drove straight to the Shire. (It was mind-blowing for me to see how close all of the eastern states are). We drove around getting a feel for this new area that I’ll be living at for the time being. Our first stop was the Ocean, oh man. That is where it all sank in, that I am 2500 miles away, looking out onto an ocean that doesn’t really seem to end. It was surreal, the changes that my life made happened in a course of about 6 hours, too quick to really comprehend any of it, it was pretty “Wicked”.
That’s another thing, the people say “wicked” a lot here, and when I first heard that term I just thought that was a term that was only popular for the younger crowd to say. Nah man, everyone says wicked. Its even on radio commercials. Driving back from visiting a New Hampshire mountain town North Conway, there was a radio commercial that was advertising how “Wicked” this water park is. “It’s wicked fun for the whole family," its wicked crazy man.
I was able to experience a little bit of the White Mountains the first week I was here, going up to one of our friend’s cabin that is located in this region. (These “Mountains” are more along the lines of being hills, but that’s the perspective of someone who’s climbed mountains that are 14,000 feet). The goal is to be around this environment more, It’s awesome to camp in a region that is so different.
The beach is definitely a place to spend on just chill days. (For one thing, I’m actually tanning, and not burning haha). The way that people talk about the ocean from back home is always referring to California, such as “The West Coast”. I haven’t heard anyone mention the east coast, and I am happy to be in a place like that. Especially since no one really knows about the Monument when they visit, It’s nice to stay in that same category.
There will be more exciting stories, this was just a writing of the transition to this environment. Next weeks article is filled with not so PG stuff. I’m excited for you all to read it.
