So, I was thinking the other day about just how much I love my hometown, which is also the current city I live in. A LOT of people that grow up here hate it and as soon as humanly possible leave and never come back. More power to ‘em, and call me a homer or whatever, but I absolutely love it here and I will proudly say that I don’t think that you can give me a good enough reason to ever leave.
I realize my love for the city every time I leave it when I go on a trip. Most of the time I’m going west towards Phoenix and Las Vegas so the landscape and climate stay relatively the same. There have been a handful of times, however, where I go outside of the desert and it trips me out. Haha! Not like I’m some kind of uneducated dude or whatever, but I just love the desert climate so much that I actually immediately begin to miss it the minute I’m away from it. That happened just a few weeks ago, as I’ve mentioned, but the thing I didn’t mention about the trip to east-central Texas was about just how much I loved the drive back and not only because we were cracking wise and laughing hysterically in my truck to the obscene and insane jokes that we were coming up with. I loved it because after going from flat green land, we were slowly going back into the mountainous terrain that has speckles of green, but not as much green as lower elevation and higher humidity places. It sounds funny to say, but even seeing the outline of the Franklin Mountains is enough to put a smile on my face. It’s even better when it’s nighttime and the star on the mountain is illuminated. It reminds me that I’m home and all is right in the world.
What really sparked this blog entry, however, were the thoughts of friends and family about this place. Funny and odd thing is that of all people, I think my old man hates El Paso almost the most. I don’t understand it, but a few weeks ago when we attended a game of our AAA baseball team, the El Paso Chihuahuas, I told him that I wanted to step my game up and buy a jersey but couldn’t decide on which one, and I wanted to add to my hat collection (which currently stands at 1 for the Chihuahuas) and get the away cap that simply has a beautiful “EP” logo on it. Right away, pops tells me “Ah man, I don’t want that one. I don’t want anything saying anything ‘El Paso’ on it! I hate El Paso! …” I shrugged it off and said that I personally love my city and I was going to get that cap. Thinking about it now and talking to a friend of mine, I’m now wondering why he didn’t stay at his last duty station in San Diego when he was in the military and did not reenlist. Maybe I’ll ask him when he comes back into town from his crazy adventures and I get the chance to see him.
Thing about it is that he’s not alone in the circle of people in my life who feel similar. I’d probably say at least half the people I know who live here would move away if they had the chance. I wish I knew why. It’s not as bad as they think it is… well in my opinion it’s not. Sure you can argue that wages aren’t that high here, but my two responses to that is that a) neither is the cost of living. and b) if money is your main concern, you’ve got bigger problems and need to get your priorities straight anyway, dude.
So that’s about it. I know it’s going to end up that I’m going to be the last of my friends standing here in El Paso, but you know what? That’s cool, man. I enjoy traveling and I enjoy seeing and spending time with my friends, so it will give me a reason to go and explore places. I already have a long list of places on this planet that I need to go hit up as it is! Australia, England, Scotland, Japan, and Italy come to mind internationally, and US wise, oh man… the state of New Hampshire, Maine, New York City, Boston, Charlotte (and try to not die of happiness visiting the NASCAR Hall of Fame, Hendrick Motorsports, and JR Motorsports), Daytona Beach, Cleveland, Chicago, St. Louis, San Diego, Los Angeles, and San Francisco to just name a few places. So I have a lot of places to be, but I will ALWAYS come back home to El Paso and my dry climate, chill people, THE ABSOLUTE BEST Mexican food you will ever eat, and that star on that mountain that will always remind me of just how badass I have it here.
See y’all later!