I like it here.
I didn’t really expect to.
But I really like how downtown looks from the highway.
I like the bridges, in all their shapes and forms.
I like the constant Christian rock on the radio.
I like the Moth and City of Asylum
I like the politics, whether or not I always agree with them
I love the neighborhoods: Italian Bloomfield, hip Lawrenceville, bar-filled South Side
I like how green it is, how close national parks are
I like the flowers
I like the east coast parts – diners, things happening every night, the city-feel, a good bit of economic and racial diversity
I like the midwest parts – the casual dress code and short buildings and helpful strangers and the fact that people never seem to want to leave
I like how nice everyone is. The number of conversations I’ve had with strangers in coffeeshops is unreal, and it has made my life so much better.
I like the Indian and Thai restaurants all over
I like that it gets cold, but not as cold as Chicago
I like that it gets hot and humid, but not as hot and humid as Miami
I like that I can drive to Detroit and DC and New York if I want to
I like the bookstores and cafes all over the place.
I like the bars, even! (Some)
I like the beautiful, beautiful parks
I like that there’s vegan and vegetarian food everywhere
I like the murals you can find all around the city
I like the thrift stores where I shop for clothes and apartment things
I like my apartment, a lot
I like that my landlord speaks Italian
I like the little treasures – a cafe with a crawl space for children, a dessert place with an in-home library, dog-walking parks near my school that double as low-key hiking trails, a vegan-friendly wings and pizza place that’s most frequented by punks, a diner that’s 24/7, but only between Wednesday and Sunday
I like the Saturday morning farmer’s markets.
I like the natural history museum, and the fact that it’s in the same building as the art museum. Who says such things have to be separate?
And I like all the things I haven’t done yet – visit the Frick, played trivia in a bar, taken pictures at the Phipps Conservatory
I didn’t think I’d end up here, but I can’t say I’m disappointed.