Noises

For a long time, we have slept with a fan on. It drowns out the noise of the city, which during our stay there included a frat house across the street, buses, trains, firetrucks, and everything else that comes with living in a city. The fan is still here, but the noises have changed.

Granted, life around here is usually really quiet, besides the lovely call of the seagull (sarcasm is hard to write, seagulls do NOT have a pretty bird call). And as it has been stated the homes in our neighborhood move. We go up and down, albeit slowly with the tide. Therefore our house moves against everything it is attached to, and so do the other houses. This makes really eerie creeks. The kind that wakes you up in the night and you second guess yourself what you just heard. Last night was particularly loud in the neighborhood. Many creeks, cracks, pops, and squeaks. I would imagine we hear it more at night because our bedroom is very close to the dock, and our windows open up to that side.

Remember if you stay here, keep your ears open, and remember it is just the glory of the fact that yes, we are in motion!