A.J.
I've lived many places. Some I loved, some I hated. Places are so different, it takes a certain type of person to "not care where they live and be happy anywhere". Like I hate driving and hot weather, so I thought Los Angeles was the very definition of hell on earth and was extremely depressed there. I love diverse crowds mixing together and a fast pace and drastic weather, so to me NYC was EXCELLENT and I was almost always happy even with tough things going on. I liked Colorado, I LOVED Germany. Everyone's tastes are different. Right now we live in a small town, which has it's charms while the kids are young...empty safe foresty parks...parking spaces at the big grocery stores...slow paced people...no crowds... but I really want to move to Paris or Berlin for a while. Some people live where they were born because they feel fine there and never need to seek contentment elsewhere. Or they lucked out and got born somewhere AWESOME. I think I got the travel bug having an Air Force dad. Once you've seen a few places, it's hard to accept "just one place" as the best.