JeepURE
New Member
- Joined
- Jun 16, 2007
- Location
- Lexington, NC
Ya know, I grew up in Greensboro. Got used to living where everything was right down the road. Plenty of restaurants, grocery stores, shopping malls, etc. right nearby. Hell, I hardly ever left the city unless I was going to visit my brother who lives in Raleigh. I had no need to go anywhere. Everything was right there.
Well, about a year and a half ago, my wife and I bought a house just south of Lexington - right off High Rock Lake. Complete culture shock. Takes 15-20 minutes to get to the nearest "actual" grocery store (i.e.-food lion, wal-mart). There's no Target, Old Navy, Harris Teeter, and a man can only eat so much BBQ. The only chain restaurants here are Applebee's, Cracker Barrel, and a slew of fast food joints. We constantly find ourselves driving back up to High Point or Greensboro when we want to do, well, anything.
But there's nothing like it. Nothing like sitting outside on the front porch, sippin' something cold and looking up to actually see stars. Nothing like waving to your neighbors, (or just about anyone for that matter) and having them wave back - or maybe even stop to chat for a minute. There's no traffic to deal with, no crime, no pollution. Nothing like it. It's quiet. It's peaceful. The only noise we have is from distant boats going across High Rock. Every now and then we'll have prop-planes flying overhead doing loop-de-loops or an occasional military helicopter convoy heading down toward Badin.
Nothing like it. Everyone has a dog. Everyone talks to eachother. It's almost like it's a completely different world. I know alot of you guys probably grew up in the country, thinking that I'm some kind of weirdo for even posting this. I've just realized how sheltered I was. Like I said before - I didn't leave Greensboro unless I really had to. After I met my wife, my eyes were opened to an entirely new world. I've been to more of North Carolina in the past 2 years than I had in the previous 22. Isn't that sad?
This morning as I was coming into work, I passed a dog laying in the road. He got up as I came by, but looked at me like I was invading his space. On the next road, there were some cows eating grass by the farmers mailbox. Yep, not supposed to be out of the fence. You definitely don't see cows in the city. Then, I turned down the street my office is on, and there's another dog laying there asleep. She woke up and looked at me - didn't even sit up or move out of the road as I drove by. I mean, even the dogs know it's a laid back place. Yep - as I type this, there goes a man on a tractor. Guess he's off to bale hay or something.
It's things like this that make me glad I moved out here.
Well, about a year and a half ago, my wife and I bought a house just south of Lexington - right off High Rock Lake. Complete culture shock. Takes 15-20 minutes to get to the nearest "actual" grocery store (i.e.-food lion, wal-mart). There's no Target, Old Navy, Harris Teeter, and a man can only eat so much BBQ. The only chain restaurants here are Applebee's, Cracker Barrel, and a slew of fast food joints. We constantly find ourselves driving back up to High Point or Greensboro when we want to do, well, anything.
But there's nothing like it. Nothing like sitting outside on the front porch, sippin' something cold and looking up to actually see stars. Nothing like waving to your neighbors, (or just about anyone for that matter) and having them wave back - or maybe even stop to chat for a minute. There's no traffic to deal with, no crime, no pollution. Nothing like it. It's quiet. It's peaceful. The only noise we have is from distant boats going across High Rock. Every now and then we'll have prop-planes flying overhead doing loop-de-loops or an occasional military helicopter convoy heading down toward Badin.
Nothing like it. Everyone has a dog. Everyone talks to eachother. It's almost like it's a completely different world. I know alot of you guys probably grew up in the country, thinking that I'm some kind of weirdo for even posting this. I've just realized how sheltered I was. Like I said before - I didn't leave Greensboro unless I really had to. After I met my wife, my eyes were opened to an entirely new world. I've been to more of North Carolina in the past 2 years than I had in the previous 22. Isn't that sad?
This morning as I was coming into work, I passed a dog laying in the road. He got up as I came by, but looked at me like I was invading his space. On the next road, there were some cows eating grass by the farmers mailbox. Yep, not supposed to be out of the fence. You definitely don't see cows in the city. Then, I turned down the street my office is on, and there's another dog laying there asleep. She woke up and looked at me - didn't even sit up or move out of the road as I drove by. I mean, even the dogs know it's a laid back place. Yep - as I type this, there goes a man on a tractor. Guess he's off to bale hay or something.
It's things like this that make me glad I moved out here.