And if you don’t own a car, you don’tNative San Franciscan, live all up and down the Pacific Coast … moved to Iowa … then to Cape Cod … then to Western Carolina … back to Iowa … then finally settled in Oregon.
A few posters mentioned that the East Coast has more history, and the further East you go, the more trapped in that history the people become. From what I know of Merrie Olde England, there’s an even deeper attachment to their history. Here out West we don’t have that history to bind us, we’re making that history right now.
We’re more open to new ideas, more willing to co-exist with people not like us. It’s hard to explain, but as a middle-aged man with hair down to my waist, I hardly get a second glance West of the Sierra/Cascades. However, just the other side it’s different, people look at me strange. East of the Rockies, people take a step back, on the East Coast it’s downright hostility. This was especially bad in the Orlando, FL area, and only slightly better on the Space Coast.
As Hunter S. Thompson said it’s like the Wave of Social Change crested and broke out in the Mojave Desert, and receded back into the Pacific Ocean never reaching any further than Barstow.
Another thing mentioned upstream … the West is vast … true wide open spaces… one can drive for hours without even a house along the road, let alone small towns. And everything is bigger, the canyons wider and deeper, the trees are taller, the Pacific Ocean waves are always strong, regular and tall, we have active volcanoes, active earthquake faults, we have blue whales, grizzlies, big foots, Jerry Brown … just everything bigger than life. Only the hearts of Texans eludes the West.
There’s beautiful women all around the world, but in Southern California they wear next to nothin’ …