I'm not moving to Santa Cruz.
There, I've said it. By now this isn't news to most. Nor is my reason for the sweeping change of heart. Something went off in my head. It sort of felt like it built up, but it wasn't until one nearly sleepless night of my mind racing until 2am that the solution came to me.
I know Tim told me that I should live my own life and stop trying to make everyone else happy. I know Simon-and even my own sister- told me that I should go West. But it was the combination of Tori reminding me that unless there really is some huge tectonic shift, California isn't going anywhere, and the Double Fisker reminding me that family is only around for so long that really got this thought rollercoaster started.
So, New Hampshire it is.
I'm happy with the decision. I'm still not happy with all the things I know I'm going to miss about the West. Things that are both work related and personal. No more are my 'stop the car and ride in Fruita and St. George on my way to SoCal' rides. Gone are the consecutive days of riding over to take pictures of surfers in Santa Cruz, followed by delicious meals at the Bontrager house. Seeing the purple mountains majesties in the distance as I drive back to Colorado are at an end. Driving on the straightest roads ever across miles of barren desert are a thing of the past. Don't even get me started on turning my back on dry air in favor of mosquitos and humidity.
But, being in the same town as my sister and driving distance away from my parents seems to me to be worth the trade. I've always said that if I had to live in the East again, it would only be somewhere in New England. The landscape might be smaller than the towering treeless Rocky tops, but New Hampshire is still a year-round recreation spot.
I've been reminded that I'm not just moving away from something. I'm also moving towards many things. I am excited. I'm still dreading the faff that I'm going to have to go through to physically make the move, but the end result is going to be more time with people who really do love me despite my weird quirkiness.
Happy Chrismahanakwanzika to everyone. May whatever holiday you celebrate be full of joy and merriment.
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Ok...I'm crying again. I am sooo happy that you're moving here. I never tried to stop you from going further west, but I was always hoping you'd end up here and ultimately the final decision was yours. (Honestly people, I had nothing to do with it!) We do have a few mountains here as well. Namely Mt. Washington, where you can throw a pot of boiling water into the air and it turns into snow! (see YouTube) Try riding your bike up that Mother! Weird quirkiness?? Where on earth did that come from?:) Go to the stones!
Get the kettle on, I'm coming over!
Ooh, Merry Christmas too :-)
NH sounds fun, I look forward to visiting :)
Happy Christmas!
Wow, you really can turn boiling water into snow on Mt Washington!
That snow thing sounds like a silly thing to do! why would you want more snow?
Glad you've come to a decision, Chris, you're also closer to the UK in NH
That was very well said. I am so glad you are happy with your decision. I am sad you are moving even further away, but I hope to actually see you more. Thank you SO much for all the opportunities that have come my way. I am excited for you and all the new adventures that are in store for you. Here's to a fabulous 2008!!
I'm happy with your decision also :-)
Glad you came to a decision......NH is way closer to the Great White North and you might get a bit more boarding in there than in SC as well :)
The moon over the marshes in South Jersey was gorgeous. NH sounds like a major move, but moving back East sounds like it could work for you. The sand is always in your shoes!
That's good news you've settled on what to do Chris. Hope it all goes well. Just off to look for boiling water to snow videos.
Lots of reasons not to move to California.
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