My first day at Sheffield

My flight arrived in Manchester at 8:00 a.m. The feeling of being rushed at the airport adds to my inability to recover. When I boarded the train to Sheffield, I felt a sigh of relief, as if a burden had been lifted from my shoulders.

Image 1.1. Manchester Airport "- You are welcome to sit there and keep your suitcases close to me. - Yeahh - I'm still recovering. - You are welcome to leave your suitcase here, close to me. - The uncle smiled and repeated. - Oh yes" As a thank-you for his kindness, I kept smiling.

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"The next station is Sheffield."

The destination has already arrived in Sheffield after only a short nap. I hurriedly slung my suitcase over my shoulder, then reached out to pull two more suitcases off the train.

Oh, that peaceful feeling when I just stepped out of the train station, the sun shining brightly with a gentle breeze making me feel awake. Everything is in a calm, uncluttered state.

- "What have you been up to? - My flatmate just texted me.

- I've just gotten off the train.

- You'll have to call us and we'll come down and get your stuff. Anyway, welcome to Sheffield, and to our new home"

Image 1.2. Sheffield Station

I gave a smile and raised my eyes to look at the sky.

The clear and brilliant blue sky inspires me to envision this as the start of a new chapter in my life.

The gentle breeze only adds to my enjoyment of the autumn season here.

Thank you for treating me so well since the first day I arrived in Sheffield.

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