It was a drizzly Friday and a throng of climate activists were marching through Bristol, all following one stern-looking girl with a bobble hat and bright yellow coat.
I could just about make her out beyond the sea of placards and umbrellas, the beat of the drums and intense atmosphere doing little to quell my nerves.
Greta Thunberg's visit on February 28 coincided with my interview at Bristol Live, where the newsroom was buzzing after one of the most momentous events in the city's recent history.
I was so excited to be offered the job, but more than six months after starting, I'm yet to step foot back in our office on Temple Way.
It was only eight days later, on March 6, that Bristol City Council confirmed the first case of coronavirus in the city - and the weeks that followed were a bizarre whirlwind as the world shut down.
There were no opportunities for proper goodbyes at my previous job, just a strange last day sat at home on furlough leave.
When it came to my start date in April, everyone was already working from home - I met my colleagues through a screen, and that's the only way I have ever interacted with them since.
I could described to you the paintings on their walls and name their pets after so many virtual meetings, but I've never made them a cup of tea or shared a lunch break with them.
As they realise the huge savings they can make without losing productivity, it's looking likely that more companies will extend working from home beyond the coronavirus pandemic.
There are certain things I love about it - I can wake up later, I have never endured Bristol's notorious morning rush hour traffic, my commute is about 10 steps into the kitchen, and my free time after work feels longer without having to journey home.
I definitely miss the camaraderie of sharing an office, though - the buzz of voices talking and phones ringing; the chit-chat at the kettle and conversations unrelated to work; the ripple of action when a story breaks.
Working from home can be a little lonely in comparison, even though everyone I work with has been so supportive.
My move to Bristol was massively delayed due to lockdown, but now that I am here, hopefully it will be easier to have those face-to-face interactions again.
Of course I also feel incredibly lucky to have a job at all in this climate, and our company like many others has had to make staff cuts.
The first email in my inbox on my very first day announced as much, which was an additional worry on top of trying to adapt to life in a pandemic.
It has been strange moving to a new city in the midst of all the madness, and I have no doubt there will be many others in the same position, struggling to meet people and get to know their neighbourhood.
While it seems so much has ground to a halt, though, I am so grateful to all of the people who had no option but to continue going into work.
Emergency service personnel, NHS heroes, scientists who have been practically living at their labs to help us beat the virus, supermarket workers, bus drivers and countless other key workers have kept going through all of this.
No doubt the idea of slobbing around on a laptop all day would sound blissful to those who have been putting their lives at risk to save others, so I'm wary of grumbling too much about my experience.
This has been a weird time for all of us, and if anyone is finding it a bit overwhelming, know that you are not alone.
It is strange now to imagine crowds of mask-free people squashed together in the streets, but I hope that one day soon, Bristol will be back to that bustling city I saw in February.
