Moving into Old Town -- Day One

I'm so excited to be right in Old Town! Last night, after loading the last of our stuff in our wagon and arriving at our new home/studio to unload, my husband Bruce and I were looking for a reason NOT to have to start the ascent of two flights of narrow and somewhat slanting 200 year old stairs with endless loads of heavy boxes and art bags.  In Old Town we are quickly discovering there are wonderful diversions! Even though it was 9.30pm, we WALKED just 200 yards from the studio out on King Street and experienced the "nuevo Latino cuisine" of the Cafe Salsa.  Wonderful meal!  At that stage there was no further excuse and the last of our "work-out sessions" began.  

At midnight we collasped into our air bed (how do you get a real bed through the door?) Today I am putting order into the chaos! Right now it looks more like a train wreck. These are my BEFORE photos...

And so you can see that my whining about the stairs is justified, check this out. Now that is one narrow entrance!

          

In the morning we watched the sun rise (from bed) over an Old Town skyline. Awesome! At 7.30am I went into my studio and stood at my easel -- this is the view I saw! Now THAT is inspirational!  I'm dying to get at that empty canvas on my easel.... but I have my battle plan for the day and there will be no more deviations!

For now, it's back to work.

Leisa