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City Girl, definitely a city girl. Today’s topic for #BlogSpringFever is simply asking you if you prefer the country or city. I prefer the city.

Believe it or not, however, growing up I was a country girl. It wasn’t by choice but it is what happened and as a child I LOVED IT. Yes, you read that correctly.

Those who know me well may be surprised to find that out about me, that I spent a lot of time outside as a child. I’ve made it clear as an adult that I am not an “outdoorsy” type of gal. I do not like being outside, at all. But as a child, I reveled in it. That is what children did back then.

Time passes and we grow up. I left my little hometown, joined the Navy, moved to Washington DC where I was stationed for four years. My first dose of city life as an adult.

City Girl

Oh my gosh ya’ll, you should have seen me. First of all, I drove from Portsmouth, Ohio to Washington DC in my little Chevy Chevette with an actual paper roadmap, the kind you could never fold back up the way it was originally. We didn’t have cell phones, Google Maps and GPS back then. Can you believe it? When I hugged my grandparents and said goodbye, making my way down our driveway, I wonder what ran through their minds?

If I had to send my 18-year old off like that without a cell phone, without being able to communicate at any time I wanted or needed? I think I would die. My grandparents and parents were tough cookies now that I reflect.

But anyway, I never looked back. When I arrived in Washington DC I was lost for FOUR HOURS! The city is sort of laid out like a wagon wheel with streets crisscrossing and intersecting. It was my first big city experience and it was HUGE.

I learned to be a city girl. I quickly learned I liked having things at my fingertips. I liked being able to order food over the phone and have it delivered, food that wasn’t pizza. I liked being able to walk to places if I had to walk. I loved all of the buildings scrunched up together, side by side. The wide variety of folks who walked down the sidewalks at any given time of the day fascinated me and I loved them. They didn’t look at me like I was a martian, they hardly noticed me at all and I relished in the involvement of independence.

On our honeymoon, in 2008, The Gent and I landed in Rome, Italy. We took a Mediterranean cruise with stops in four Greek isles; Istanbul, Turkey; Naples; Sorrento then back to Rome, Italy.

When we disembarked from the ship, we had a few days on our own in Rome before we had to head back to the States. Oh my gosh ya’ll. I have never felt more at home than I did in Rome, Italy. I wish I could live there. It is definitely my kind of city. Of course, I don’t know about nowadays with all the craziness in the world. I don’t think I’d want to go outside of the U.S. right now.

At least I can rest assured that Huntsville is located near big cities like Nashville and Birmingham. I am put at ease just knowing that they are a short car ride away.

I feel I need a big city to blend into, a big city with culture, assortment, and breathing room. A big city means autonomy and anonymity. An older big city means being able to benefit from the works of others before you, to learn and enjoy the history through museums, architecture, galleries, and institutions.

A big city means being accepted without being scrutinized or any sort of acknowledgment. You’re simply there and no one really cares.

Yep, City Girl, definitely.

This has been a post for #BlogSpringFever. Are you participating?

Ciao Mio Amore,

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1 Comment
  • Constance says:

    You’ve inspired me. I need to actually write a blog post in this topic 😉

    I’m in Birmingham today. I don’t mind visiting, but I could never live here or in any other big city.

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