Obviously a purely subjective topic but after talking with a very attractive lady who seemed to like the chilly clime of Chicago, I started to wonder where people envision as their perfect place to live.
For instance. after seeing the Brenner pass in Austria, I found mine… Not much city, few people, and lots of trees and mountains… Ahh perfection.
** Ave Minerva ** Venice gets very humid and the canals sometimes don’t smell so great. At least the ones that don’t get much water circulation. Still a very beautiful place with an amazing amount of history.
** cadolphin ** I would like to hear more about a place like that.
There’s just enough winter to call it winter. There are umerous ski areas in an hour or so’s drive.
Ten miles to the east and it’s all desert and public land. One mile to the west and we have the foothills of the Sierras. Lake Tahoe is thirty minutes away.
No income tax.
From May to November it almost never rains (a half inch is about average), just day after day of blue sky.
For big city needs Reno/Sparks is thirty minutes away. For bigger city stuff Sacramento is two hours. And four hours puts you in San Francisco.
Housing prices are getting higher, but we already have one and over the five years we’ve lived here the value of our home has risen faster than what we’re paying for it.
Camden, Maine – if you can live with the bitter cold and the black flies. I have seen objective reports that recommend Portland, Maine for its clean air, clean water, low crime, etc.
For me, Coruscant. Or as close as we can get to a gargantuan, infrastructure-laden, steel-and-concrete covered, vertical, urban mess here on Earth. I want to live on the 320th floor of something.
Fact is DLurker the Canary Islands are referred to as the European Caribbean. You will see loads of English there. The language is not a problem and since hardly anyone from the U.S. goes there, they think we are rather special. The climate is great, the scenery beautiful and food is out-of-this-world.
There is a small working fishing village on the north coast of Devon that is the last word in beauty : No cars, really narrow cobbled streets, a maze of the most beautiful old-world cottages you ever saw. And perfect scenery all around.
When I saw it for the first time, it took my breath away. It makes you realise that cheap soulless modern architecture is the curse of our age.
I’d love to live there, but doubt I’ll ever be able to. The waiting list for cottages is generations long!
A little bit closer to ‘home’ (and therefore slightly more likely ;)) southern Ireland.
Also, as with ** Reuben, ** Devon and Cornwall. It’s not so much the waiting list (family from Dawlish area - grin) it’s the * cost! If I get the chance though, that’s where I’ll be.