Do you live for the bright lights of the big city?
Or do you prefer the pastoral pleasures of the countryside?
There's a lot to recommend either one, so tell us about your favorite place to be, and why you love it!
Monday, November 9, 2009
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City.
Country.
Oh, I'm definitely a country mouse - no doubt about it. While I've been fascinated with the big cities I've seen thus far - New Orleans, Los Angeles, Chicago - I feel so lost in them, too.
Give me trees and a creek any day over buildings and people.
Hi, all. I've never been here before... just looking for my sister, Devi. Heard a rumor she hangs out here sometimes. Haven't seen her in decades...
As for the urban-rural question, I'd say I'm both. I love my ranch in northern Louisiana - quiet as can be - but I'm nuts for my Bourbon Street apartment, too. Nothing like the bustle of the French Quarter - I love its energy, even in the wee hours.
I guess I'm a little both.
I love it when I hit the big cities; the lights, noise, activity. Things happening everywhere, all at the same time.
But I really love my home town. Not too small, but certainly not what anyone would call big (maybe not even medium).
I know everyone - everyone worth knowing - and have a reputation, a history. Its rare I have to search out contracting bids for my remodeling company; people just know to come to us. Dad and I have been the best for, like; well always.
And my other business? Well, it's good to be known there too. Saves - misunderstandings.
I'm very comfortable where I live. Close enough to the cities and action, reasonable population and resources in town. And man, can't beat the countryside for recreation; sitting around a campfire, hiking the woods or short drive to the coast.
Devi, your hidden hollow sounds inticing sometimes, but if I didn't have responsibilities, I'd be off in a heartbeat with Meg and Indy.
I have never been to a city. All I know is Glenhym, a village in the foothills of the mountains where my uncle's castle is. I can't imagine living anywhere else, but I will be soon.
I suppose one can't always stay in the same spot.
No, Marenya. One definitely can't stay in the same spot for long.
Look at me and my hubby. We move around three times a year - from Los Angeles to northern Michigan to New Orleans. Guess you could say we're city AND country mice.
Did I read that right? Did Seth stop by earlier? Wow, how strange. I haven't talked to him in forever... I didn't even know he knew where I was.
Anyway...
Well, Cal, the Hollow truly is the perfect place for me... an underground village in the country. I guess you could say that I started life as a country mouse, spent my adulthood as a city mouse in New Orleans, and returned to my country mouse roots. Although I loved so many things about the Big Easy (from the food to the nightlife to the music), I admit that I'm happier in a smaller place - a place where no one is a stranger. That would be a limiting existence for some, but it's liberating for me.
The only good thing about cities is the museums.
I'm not myself without some woods to walk in.
I like the city, surrounded by trees.
The ONLY good thing, Christine?!
Wow.
I do love museums, but what about restaurants and music clubs and theaters and cool architecture? Oh, I could go on and on.
I adore the country, but after a few months, I start to go a little bonkers - need my people fix, I guess. Of course, cities have drawbacks that eventually make me long for the woods again - things like traffic and pollution and, well, obnoxious people.
Hi, Anon 6:48!
What do you mean by a city surrounded by trees? Like Nome, Alaska, or Boulder, Colorado? Some place like that?
Yes.
Where ever I currently am, that's where I love.
On a side note...I've nominated your lovely blog for an award. Stop by my place if you'd like :)
I liked the excitement of living in London as a Goth with my boyfriend, but hated my life there. I hated the suburbs but that's because of how boring my parents were. I loved holiday visits to my grandparents in a small Worcestershire village so I longed for the country when I came home. Then I loved my Great Aunt's house in the East Bay hills beyond Berkely near San Francisco. I think it's the situation more than the place which matters to me. Now I am "nobody" so maybe I will find, through my travels, who I really am.
Ooh, Anon, I loved Boulder. What a beautiful town. I'm just not sure, after growing up in southern Mississippi, I could handle the winter.
You have an excellent point, Steph. We should all strive to be happy in the moment, wherever we happen to be.
Thanks for the award!
Good luck, Candy! I, too, am constantly moving, hoping one day to find a place to belong.
Boulder's not exactly surrounded by trees (we used to live near there) but there's mountains nearby so I guess that counts.
I like the country, off where no one is thinking anything. The ocean is nice because it blocks out the sound sometimes.
There's more viable cover in the city.
Ah Kae, you're going to scare the nice people...and others.
He just got back from a mission. He gets like this after.
How many people have been gunning for you in the past week, bro?
I don't know, Kae, you'd have to ask my security detail.
Security detail?
Three actuals and one false alarm. (That was Jason being paranoid again. The demons are making him jumpy.)
Oops. Sorry, Aidan. Well, I guess I meant that Boulder has trees and mountains nearby. I really can't think of many cities that are literally SURROUNDED by trees, like some sort of fortress... at least, not in America. But I'm young, so what do I know?
You're welcome Laura and Co.
Being happy in the moment and feeling blessed is a good thing.
We live below a city surrounded by trees. Its up in the mountains, and rather than cutting down the trees to mak room for the people, buildings and roads, I think they just built around them.
But my home town is rural. Small. Not being a people person, sometimes I feel it is too big; but I admit I need people sometimes.
I didn't like moving away, to someplace bigger. But still, Redding was beautiful, and I eventually felt safe there. Once I returned to Oroville though, I fell in love with the town all over again, and doubt I'll ever leave again by choice. Not that I had much choice the last time . .
Maybe to appreciate the beauty of where one comes from you have to leave; have something to compare it to.
I don't know what I'd do if the big city lured Cal away.
Way confusing Kaelin. Were you talking to yourself? Not that I wouldn't understand; I've had my share of moments where I was my own best counsel.
Sounds like you have to worry about assassins, and I'd think, strategically, you'd prefer the country with all the wide open spaces where you can see trouble coming. And trees are good to blend into, or climb and see whats coming from afar.
Me, I rarely have to worry about trouble from assassins. And its not like I don't know who they'd send anyway. If I ever lose that info system, well, I'm dead anyway so why worry.
City, country, there's always great places to hide - or take cover, as you'd put it. You just gotta know the territory.
No worries, Nutmeg. It just made me think of Boulder, and kind of miss it.
Oh, and Calvin, Kaelin IS the assassin. That's more why he needs cover.
Things went a bit south this time, though. The hunter became the hunted.
Aidan's right. I like cover. And with long range rifles, it's even more important. There's nothing more dangerous than sitting in the middle of a grassy field when someone's got a rifle pointed at you.
What works best for cover, as heartless as it sounds, is people. The city is full of them. Most assassins don't want to risk hitting the wrong target, either out of morality or because they can get caught. So I like cities for the crowd cover.
I should have been more specific.
Oh. I deal in . . well nevermind. Just let me say I'm glad you did not fall prey to your enemies. I'm no killer, but not defenseless either.
You are definitely a character worth getting to know. If our paths ever cross, hopefully it will be as compadres.
Well, Kaelin, you've definitely made an argument for avoiding cities like the plague. I'd really rather not be a human shield for you... or any other assasin.
Calvin, we've no call to be enemies. I only really have one set of enemies, the demons we war against. So you can consider me a friend.
Laura, I'm sorry it sounds so heartless. I don't like that people make good cover. It's just the way it is. And there are far fewer real assassins, much less ones who will shoot into a crowd, than the media would have you believe.
I guess I pointed out how well humans work for cover because I'm so disillusioned with my profession. But we're at war, so I must soldier on.
Good luck, Kaelin, and no worries. We all gotta do what we gotta do. Just try to avoid killing anyone in New Orleans, if you can help it. Or I'll at least try to avoid Bourbon Street, where the real crowds go...
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