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Thought I'd share a little question and answer from Ronald. 

Q: Would you ever live in the middle of nowhere?

A: I guess in some ways it depends on how much middle of nowhere we’re talking about. If it’s one of those situations where we live miles away from neighbors, but have grocery stores and what not within reasonable driving distance and we have cable and internet and such, yes absolutely. It would be a bit weird of course, but we’re sort of recluse people anyways. The people we hang out with are usually not our neighbors, so I don’t think we’d miss much. Of course, there’s the scary aspect of living away from resources. I don’t know. It’s an option, but I don’t feel strongly one way or another.

If you mean living in the woods without access to anything “modern” then no. It would be cool for a little bit, but I’m no hunter-gatherer.

I agree completely with Ronald. We totally are recluses, and I'm ok with that. I would love to spend a Summer in the middle of nowhere in a foreign country. It would be so cool to just have quiet and space. Space is at such a premium in the bay area. We are lucky to have a backyard and a bit of privacy. 

I'm not really into the whole American version of country living. Maybe it's just stereotypes, but it seems a bit dreary to me. A coastal town would be awesome though. 


What do you think? Would you live in the middle of nowhere?

xoxox, C

1 comment:

  1. Well, I sorta did. When I was in Idaho, our driveway was a 1/2 mile, treacherous dirt road that led to the "main road" that took you down the mountain (and other places, depending where you turn off) to town, which was 15-20 minutes depending on you and traffic and weather. In bad weather, almost 30. The town had a grocery store and two gas stations, a library, post office, doctor's office bar, a bank or two, and a couple of restaurants. Then, a few miles away, was the *bigger* town, but not by much. Only real difference is that the casino for the natives was there, and two motels and the health food store. Oh, and the pizza place.

    Anyway, it was a dinky little place, but it was like Ronald said in the first bit-- we had plumbing, electricity, water, etc., and a town with stores and gas and such was only 20 or 30 minutes away. Granted, there was a lot more planning that went into that kind of life, but I loved it. We would drive 3 hours to the city, Lewiston, once a month to do our major shopping at WalMart and CostCo, loading up on the staples that we didn't or couldn't grow ourselves. It's cheaper that way, and the local grocery stores didn't have a real good selection of what we wanted. (We all have food allergies, so it's not like we can just pick something off of the shelf and eat it. Gotta be real careful with ingredients and brands and such.)

    Frankly, I *LOVED* it. I spent several weekends with friends and "family" backpacking out in the wilderness, and I loved that, too. It's something I still really want to do, if not full time. I want to spend a significant period of time out in "the middle of nowhere" and survive, ya know? If my health weren't so fragile, I totally would have signed up to be a Forest Ranger while I was there. I wanted to *SO BADLY* that my teeth hurt. But alas… my body isn't made for that. I can just daydream over my fond memories and plan a future amazing rustic vacation.

    Note: Corey, my husband, does *NOT* like being out of the comfort of a city. He likes camping well enough, but that's because there's a purpose and he knows he'll be going home again. He wouldn't like to live in the middle of nowhere, or even a small town like I used to. The city we live in now is probably as small as he'd ever consider and we have *three* Walmarts!


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