There was this one mom and pop burger joint that had the simplest, most basic, super greasiest burgers but to this day they were the best burgers I’ve ever tasted. The place was tucked away in an alley and it was one of those “you have to be a local to even know this exists” places.
Also, having moved from a smaller town to a bigger city, I miss how close everything and everyone was. You wanted to go see someone, or go do something, it was always just a walk away instead of having to deal with all the hullabaloo of traffic and bus lines and yada yada.
I grew up in a small town in rural Scotland and now live in a city in England. So I miss the fields, the sea, the hills, the forests, the food, the people, the closeness, the pace of life, the community.
Sometimes…. Everything.
The ocean, the mountain looking over the ocean, the friendly and warm people, the legality of weed, my climbing friends, my other friends, my mom, the freedom that comes with owning a car and having a valid driver’s license, the free availability of building materials for whatever hobby you may have, a medical system where you get to make decisions about your own health care and find doctors who actually give a fuck, the outdoor lifestyle, the non extortionate pricing of things.
Im sure I can find quite a lot more if I have it some thought.
Given that weed is legal there, were there a lot of people who grew their own weed or actually not that much? Or is that something people would just keep to themselves anyway?
I didn’t know many that grew it before being legalised, and the same for after. I know one of my old friends dad had a huge plantation and would just pay off the cops.
I was friends with a dealer so I rarely ever bought it myself before. Then they legalised it, you could have it, smoke it, transport it, but just not buy it. The loophole there is being part of a cannabis club. I left before they really became a thing though.
Not a single thing. Small town America sucks.
I struggle to find anything. Maybe affordable housing, but that’s a thing of the past. It changed a lot in 20 years and everything that I may have been missing at some point is long gone.
The people there proud themselves in being a rural region with a small town surrounded by close villages, but everyone knows everyone and if you don’t fit socially with the others, mainly conservative, they will all bitch and talk about you in your back. Also, they take their cars to go literally anywhere. The next town is 7 km away, there’s a dedicated bike path, and they whine that “everything is so far away in the countryside that you absolutely need a car”. Yet, I moved in a metropolis where my work is 9 km away through dense urban landscape, and I can cycle there just fine.
I’m glad I left and I don’t really miss any of it. I don’t even like going back there. In fact, I prefer the services, and geographical features, of my new home.
I’m from NYC. I miss good public transportation, museums, and nightlife.
Same. Add family in too, I miss em.
The last time I went back to visit my parents, I just sat in the living room and listened to the quiet. They’re on the outskirts of a small town, and there is zero traffic. The house stays at the right temperature with no fans or other mechanical help. The nearest neighbor is much further away than at my suburban house.
Do you get to see a lot more stars out at night there?
Oo, that’s a good one, yeah I didn’t even think of that but it’s just so much louder out here always. Brighter, too. I miss seeing the stars without all of the light pollution. If you’ve never laid down in an empty field away from city or town lights to see the stars in the absolute dark, it’s amazing.
I miss the night sky. Chicago has too much light pollution to see the stars.
I miss eating frybread.
I miss the arid climate, the open sky, and even the wild weather of South Dakota.
And I miss the tight-knit concert scene of Sioux Falls, where a core group of people went to every. single. show. no matter the genre or location or age because it was all we had. Years later touring bands who came up Chicago would still recognize me as “that headbanging guy” even after I cut my hair.
At the moment, I can’t even think of anything I miss that would still be there in my home town. The place has changed so much that the only thing it shares with the town I grew up in is its name. So, in a contemporary sense, I’d have to say I don’t miss much anymore.
If I could go back in time, I’d love to take another walk through the woods I used to play in when I was a kid. They’re gone now, cut down for a factory that’s no longer in business.
Also, I think it would be neat to go do my grocery shopping and run into my aunt and cousins or an old friend I haven’t seen in awhile. It was a small town, so it was almost guaranteed if you were shopping in town, you’d run into people you know and like.
Honestly? Not much.
I grew up in the countryside, there was maybe like 50 kids in my entire school. Somehow I became the main bully victim. Later I spent a few summers at the grocery store which doubled as a cafe in the weekends, and honestly it showed me the adults weren’t any better with their constant gossiping and rumour spreading.
I got out of there as fast as I could afford it. It took a few tries in different places both big and small, but I eventually landed on my feet in a small city.
Still close enough to nature that the countryside of me doesnt feel cramped. Found my crowd, made friends, and discovered passions I never knew I had. Life is pretty good right about now. Bought an apartment with my partner a few years ago. Now we’re gonna be parents soon!
I’ve reestablished connection with my family too. We’ve talked it all through, and now I go home to visit and spend time with them once or twice a year, so I guess that’s the answer to your question. Anyone else there I couldn’t care less for.
The Ocean
Walks along the sand and the sea front sidewalks were beautiful. I have so many pictures from that time and I look at them fondly, also because the dog we had passed away since then and he’s in a lot of the photos.
Air quality. I moved from eastern Canada to southeast Asia. It’s always hazy here by comparison. And you can see like half the stars. There has been a little improvement in recent years. Maybe China is getting its shit together.
Language. The dialect from home.
Nothing. Small town country Australia wasn’t a great place to grow up, and it’s not a great place to go back to…
What about those drop bears though? Aggressive cuddles
Apparently they’ve discovered drop crocodiles now.
They died out. Killed off by the kangaroos
Small town in the Netherlands: same.
The food variety
yup. I don’t miss much about the south at all - the lack of seasons, the horrible infrastructure, the shitty schools and shittier politics, but goddamn do I miss cajun food and texmex.
it makes me hungry just to think about what I’d eat landing in NO or san antonio.
