Newport

Good morning, everyone! Wishing you all a wonderful and productive day.

I want to tell you about the most unusual city I’ve ever visited. It was a few years ago, when I went to visit some relatives. And then, after that… well, there’s this place called Newport. It’s just… something else entirely.

When we arrived, it felt like stepping into a storybook. The streets are so narrow and winding, paved with these old, bumpy stones that make you walk a little funny. It’s like the city itself is playing a game with you. And the houses! Oh, the houses are just magnificent. They’re not like regular houses at all. They’re these grand, peculiar mansions, each one looking like it has its own secret. Some have these tall, pointy roofs that reach for the sky, and others have so many windows you’d think they were made entirely of glass. They’re all so different, with funny little turrets and balconies that seem to hang in the air. You look at them, and you just know they’ve seen so many things. They’re like silent storytellers, whispered tales from a long, long time ago.

And then there’s the sea. It’s right there, so close to everything. We went to the beach, and the sand was so soft between my toes, and the ocean was this incredible, sparkling blue. The waves would crash and then gently roll onto the shore, making a shushing sound. It felt so vast and powerful, but also so peaceful. You could smell the salty air, and it made you feel all sparkly inside.

Newport is like a special treasure box, full of quirky architecture and beautiful ocean views. It makes you want to explore every single nook and cranny. I’m definitely going to go back there someday, when the world becomes just a little bit easier to get around.

Stephie