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Things I Like About Houston

I know this is another extremely late night post, so let’s see how much I can get done in 10 minutes:

5 Things I Like About Houston

  • The weather. I like how we have summery autumns, somewhat-summer-like winters, and summery springs. That last one sounds like a place where English teachers go to retire – Summery Springs. Heh. I like bragging to my parents during the winter months. I like being able to go out and walk and enjoy the sunshine and do the geocaching every day of the year, if I want.
  • 24/7 everything. I like how this city is alive 24/7. I like knowing that I can get Starbucks at 3 AM and I like that I know exactly where to get it. I like how if I need paper clips or envelopes or licorice, I can go to any CVS, except the one on Westheimer that closes at 10 for some reason.
  • Wide open spaces. I like the varying terrain types – big city to trendy hot spot to suburb to small town to open highway stretching as far as the eye can see.
  • The people. I like how most people here will take the time to stop and help you.
  • The pride. I like how I can call it “Planet Houston” and not offend any locals, because it’s true.

5 Things I Don’t Like About Houston

  • The weatherI don’t like the brutal summers. I don’t like the humidity. I don’t like the gasping-for-air feeling after walking for 10 minutes outside.
  • The bugs. I don’t like the roaches, the mosquitoes, or the ubiquitous gnats.
  • Wide open spaces. I don’t like how it takes FOREVER to get anywhere. I don’t like that everyone lives far away and in a different direction.
  • There is nothing to do here. I don’t like how when people come to visit me, they are disappointed because there are few good museums and nothing really historic. I don’t like how ashamed I felt after I showed Kate the Menil Collection, or how I couldn’t think of that many decent bars to take Dan to.
  • 610. I don’t like 610 (The Loop). I can do 10, 45, 59, 90, 290…but 610 is bad news, all day every day. You can stay here when I leave.
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Endings and Beginnings

I know that I’m nowhere near the ending of Houston nor the beginning of Wisconsin, but today, my thoughts are on beginnings and endings. I am a nervous person by nature, and though change excites me, it’s also worrisome. Will I be happy? Will I find purpose and meaning? Will I find friendship? Will I find love?

Words I dislike: schematic

Throughout the past 8 years, I have moved several times – from Baltimore to Amherst, back to Baltimore, Baltimore to Jerusalem, back to Baltimore, Baltimore to Houston, now Houston to Madison. Each move has been good and bad in its own way.

Moving to Amherst was my first big move. I knew basically nobody there and was totally unsure. My dad told me that he remembered me saying at a stop in Connecticut on the way, “This is the first time it feels like it’s really happening.” When I came back from dropping my dad off at the airport, I was really alone for the first time. Leaving Amherst was tough – mostly because I had become so comfortable there.

Israel was a slightly different story, although I probably had more attachment there.

Houston…I love it there, and over these past two years I’ve found I’m becoming even more and more of a Texan and specifically a Houstonian. I will miss it terribly, but hopefully the good memories will stay with me and the bad memories will stay there. Must make the most of the remainder of my time there and make even better memories.