I loved the time I spent in the Northeast. I spent a few years in the Navy and have lived in the Seattle area for a couple of years, but I was born and raised in New England and, aside from my time in the military, lived there until fairly recently.
I moved mostly for occupational reasons, and I still kind of miss the Northeast sometimes. When my wife and I were looking at places to move, the first thing we agreed on was that the South did not have even the slimmest chance of a possibility of thinking about contemplating. We wanted someplace where the education system worked, that wasn’t bigoted or xenophobic, that didn’t have a recent history of hate-related violence, and that didn’t have all sorts of silly laws that make it seem like a Theocracy. I’ve tried to avoid stereotyping, but after dealing with a bunch of people from Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, Georgia, and Florida without meeting one that I didn’t want to choke after three minutes, it’s probably not the best place for me to be. (I have met a handful of cool Carolinians though.) Texas was out for the same reasons, only doubly so.
However, the Seattle area is a lot like the Northeast; educated, Liberal, laid-back… many of the things I liked about New England. That is a large part of why we settled here when we decided to abandon the Northeast.
@perspicacious You never met me then. Every time I’ve been to the South, I hated it and couldn’t wait to leave.
@BarnacleBill Yes, many New Englanders are a bit intense. It’s not the traffic jams though; I never dealt with them within 50 miles of where I lived. Of course, we also have a strong work ethic; something I see lacking here in the Northwest and also noticed missing in CA, FL, GA, and KS. So it’s safe to say that we are a little more serious.
@Fiddle_Playing_Creole_Bastard I lived on five acres (two clearcut, three thickly wooded) about half an hour from any place with a population over 5K and over an hour away from anything that qualifies as “big city”.
My nearest neighbor was too far away to hit their house with a pistol even if there weren’t a billion trees in the way, so I could walk out naked and piss in the road without anybody around to care. My morning commute took me between two grazing field for a local beef cattle farm on the top of a mountain; the same mountain we had a great view of from our bedroom window.
Next time you are up North, visit the real New England ;)