A Place to Call Home

September 6, 2012 at 7:39 am | Posted in Life and Living | 2 Comments

My father has always told me that you could live anywhere, so long as there is work available.  You need to go where the work is.  While I know what he means, and of course when push comes to shove, I would follow the work, but though I could live anywhere, would I be happy just anywhere?As part of my job I travel about once a month to various places across the country.  My job has sent me to places including Hartford, Philadelphia, Boston, Baltimore, Bethesda, D.C., San Francisco, Austin, Dallas, Plano, Miami, Orlando, North Carolina, Rochester, and as of this week, Oklahoma City.  To me, though it is exhausting, it’s given me a chance to see other parts of the country I may not have otherwise seen.  And though I don’t typically spend a lot of time in these places, I have learned a lot about what I would want in a place to live if I were ever to move.

I look for culture.  I look for things that are unique to that location.  These things should be immediately noticeable.  The feel of the city should be immediately noticeable and it may have a regional culture, but so long as it is unique to that region then it passes the test.  I look at transportation, accessibility.  As a New York City commuter, I am keenly aware of the obstacles commuting can display.  There need to be multiple forms of transportation, multiple ways to get from point a to point b in case of traffic, accidents, etc.  I look for activity and shy away from ghost towns.  I look for food unique to that location. And most of all, I look for a certain sense of pride among the population.  Are they proud to call this place home?

But at the end of the day, I’m still not ready to let go of the home I’ve known all my life.  I am lucky to work in the most exciting city in the country.  I am lucky that I have had all the opportunity I’ve had.  I’m lucky that I am surrounded by people who love me, good food, and amazing culture.  Each day when I get off the train, I feel the excitement in the air and I’m happy to be there.

When I woke up in Oklahoma yesterday, I was completely homesick. This was not a place for me to call home.  Sure people were nice, but I just didn’t see all the things I look for.

So yes, I could live anywhere, but for the foreseeable future, I’m going to live where my heart lives.  I love New York.

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  1. Interesting! I am not well travelled yet, but so far I find my own city very soulless compared to other big cities – there’s not much in the way of a creative, cultural vibe.

    Good transport, weather, lots of different kinds of cuisines and proximity to water all feature highly for me, I think.

  2. aren’t you in New Zealand? I find it hard to believe that there’s no culture! I would have to agree with the weather, cuisine and water as well. I could never be land locked, and as an NYer, I don’t know what I’d do without my pizza and bagels!


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