I love where I live! Sure, it’s not for some, especially if you’re young, impatient and looking for action, but even when I was young, impatient and looking for action it was o.k.
I live in Alabama’s capitol city, love the heat, even the humidity (it’s good for your skin), love the mild winters, love the summer afternoon thunderstorms, love the easy access to the beach, the foothills of the Appalachians, Atlanta and New Orleans.
I probably love it so much because I grew up here, my parents live 2 miles away, and my sister lives 2 doors down. Some of us take comfort in the familiar and dread change. Other pluses: low, low property taxes, good police force, good medical care available, mostly friendly people if you stay away from hot-button topics.
Down sides, but somewhat avoidable if you try: local/state politics and government (think Gov. George Wallace; think Judge Roy Moore), bible thumpers, bigots (of all races), strip malls (this is a city in which services make up like 90% of the jobs), and litter (you nasty people who throw your butts and fast-food wrappers in my yard [I live on a busy street]). Also, there’s not a lot “to do” in comparison to the big cities, and not a lot of night life, but that’s a good thing to me. We have the Alabama Shakespeare Festival, plenty of bars in my opinion, several parks, a planetarium, and a fun Jazz and Blues Federation.
I don’t ever want to move from here, but if I do, it will be to the Southwest. I don’t think I could stand to live in the North; like a magnolia, I just would not thrive in the cold North. (Mind you, North to me is anthing above South Carolina!)