Dear Diary,
It has been over three weeks since I moved to this big city. The hustle and bustle is still so new to me. Every day I discover some interesting place or shop while exploring this large urban area. I have been keeping a map in my mind of all my favorite spots so far.
The great park near my apartment never seems to get old. I spend hours watching people walk their dogs, ride their bikes, and play volleyball or frisbee just like in the park back home. I spotted an ice cream shop in the park that serves all the unique flavors I love. Sitting on a park bench eating a cone of pistachio ice cream made me feel right at home.
The open-air market near the city center has become one of my favorite places. The fresh produce, artisan breads, and handmade gifts remind me of the small farms and boutique stores from my old town. I even found a seller who makes jarred preserves just like my grandmother used to. I bought apricot jam that brought back some wonderful childhood memories.
While this big city has so much to offer, there are also aspects that feel unfamiliar and impersonal at times. The tall buildings and fast pace of life can be overwhelming on a busy day. But stumbling upon those little havens that stir up reminders of my old home help me feel more grounded and comfortable in this new place I now call home.
Yours truly,