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I hate the country

June 1st, 2003

Every time we hit the road, I’m reminded why I love where we live. People who live in the heart of the city complain about the suburbs as if there’s nothing going on there. You want to see absolutely nothing? Drive down to boofoo Illinois and then complain. I’d go crazy in two days living there. There is nothing to see but farmland and absolutely nothing to do but drink beer. Personally, I think the suburbs are the perfect combination of things to do, without the boring factor. The city is far too congested and expensive for my taste. But I digress.

So we were in boofoo Illinois today (a two hour drive) for Joe’s nephew’s graduation (from high school) party. It was held at the bar Joe’s brother owns. This is only the second time we’ve been there, the first being when we helped them work on it bit before it opened. It looks really nice. I think the place is cursed though, for me anyway, because just like last time, I got a huge stomach-ache after eating. We ended up leaving earlier than we intended because I was in so much pain.

I think we’re going to have to make an effort to go back down there sometime this summer just to visit so they don’t think I dislike them or something. They are really nice people. They live on a lake, so we could go fishing or something to pass the time.

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  1. June 1st, 2003 at 21:29 | #1

    I know what you mean. I feel the same way everytime I go with Bill to visit his family. He was the only one who wanted to get out. It’s a very backwards area.

  2. June 1st, 2003 at 22:43 | #2

    I’ve just been thinking about suburbs vs. urban areas lately. While there may be many especially interesting things and people and places closer to downtown, I feel like I live in the middle of a beautiful park here in my suburb. Not all suburbs are great, of course, and not all downtowns are, either. And I just don’t get what draws people to B.F.E. Bleh. :P

  3. June 2nd, 2003 at 09:12 | #3

    Did you just call me poophead? I was going to share my new domain when I finally finished cleaning everything up. Of course, I’m almost to the point of realizing I’m never going to get everything cleaned up. So I guess I should just start telling everyone, huh?

    Now, as for this, I have to say I’m not the biggest beer drinker. So I guess this farmland you’re talking about leaves me with but one option — the sex. Of course, growing up on a farm in the middle of nowhere, it’s really amazing how many things you can find to do to get into trouble. I was constantly in hot water with my folks.

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