I’m back in Michigan for the week, visiting my parents, and there are just some things I always forget about my hometown that I miss a little when I head back to Chicago…
Driving everywhere. Parking lots. GM cars as the norm.
6% sales tax.
Listening to the radio. And remembering that there are people out there who actually like Nickelback — not ironically.
A golf course every mile in every direction.
Hills (at least relative to Chicago’s pancake landscape). More green than gray.
Halo Burger. Ziggy’s. Big Boy. Rite Aid. Kroger.
Lounging in my parents’ living room full of books and sunlight, reading and hanging out with Merlin, the cat that thinks he’s a dog.
Ann Arbor. Michigan football games (going to the Spring game Saturday!).
Ah yes, there are certain things that absolutely make me feel like I’m home again.
And in other news, I got into grad school for Public Health in DC so I’m going to have a new home soon!
The Verbal Filter 