Day 153 - Arriving in Whiterun

It took almost all of the septums I had on me but I finally arrived at Whiterun.  Yes, I could have walked but then I would have arrived at the city exhausted and in need of new boots.

The carriage dropped me off at the stables, just outside of town, and I walked the rest of the way up the hill to the main gates.  It was early evening when I arrived so I went straight to the inn, The Bannered Mare, to get a hot meal and a room for the night.  That's where I am now, recovering from my long day's travel.

I think coming to Whiterun was a good idea.  The city is large, people are nicer here, and there seems to be opportunity at every corner.  When I entered the inn, the innkeeper greeted me as an "adventurer".  Can you believe it?  I guess you can say that I am an adventurer now, looking to make my way wherever I go.

I just pray that Whiterun is finally going to be the place where I belong.  Otherwise, I'm going to go back to the old cabin near Winterhold and become a hermit far away from all of the crazy politics of the world.