Driving around gives you a lot of time to think, and sometimes the thinking leads to interesting conversations in the cab of our Winnebago. One such confab took place last week as we were motoring from Pennsylvania to Rhode Island, kicking off our summer tour of New England. Envisioning our surroundings for the next few months, Rod said he expects to be quite comfortable in New England because its characteristics resonate with who he is.
At first, I thought that perhaps my dear husband had lost it – that all these months on the road had taken their toll and he was losing his grip – but I played along. “Please, darling, tell me what you mean.”
Harkening back to their Puritan origins, Rod attributes New Englanders with a deeply engrained work ethic and an appreciation of structure. He expects this to translate into straight lines, precisely laid – whether they be streets, picket fences, or church steeples. He anticipates a serious, stoic, straight-shooting atmosphere … perhaps leaning a bit toward the rigid … and thinks that he’ll fit right in.
Whoa! I’d never thought of things in that way. Of course, uncovering the personality of a place is central to what we do … but contemplating how my personal characteristics and traits could be embodied in a place had never occurred to me. It got me thinking …
… and I thought about Prescott, Arizona. The town’s formal square seems to correspond to the accountant that resides at the core of my being. However, the saloons around the square definitely say something about my rebellious, fun-loving side.
The collection of Victorian homes speaks to my almost subconscious pull toward the proper, while the town’s very existence in what was the “wild west” reflect my daring, defiant, and determined (to the point of stubborness) aspects.
Finally, the self-designation as “Everybody’s Hometown” points to the friendliness that Prescott and I share.
The funny thing is, I never would have said the I was more comfortable in Prescott than any of the other places we’ve visited. In fact, the place Rod and I have enjoyed most is Austin, Texas – a laid-back, unassuming, free-thinking experiment in pet friendliness. I imagine that’s because in our heads we are New England and Prescott … but in our hearts we are Austin.
Now I’m curious – which pet friendly destination are you? Which do you wish you were?
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