Monday, November 12, 2012
Heading back West: A farewell to the Midwest
I have a distinct memory of what it felt like to land in Detroit knowing that I was moving away from California to be with my then fiance (now husband) who was studying for his PhD. I was exhausted, had two over-sized suitcases packed with all of my clothes, and a cat carrier that held our little kitten, Biscuits. I'm pretty sure my puffy eyes and slumped head did a good job of keeping other travelers away from me while heading to baggage claim because my solitary ride down the escalator was pretty composed until I saw Paul's face and proceeded to cry all the way from the terminal exit to his arms. When I first moved to Ann Arbor two and a half years ago all I could think about was booking my flight back to Los Angeles. I managed to compare it to everything I had at home even if I didn't have a good argument to back up my statements. Admittedly, it wasn't the smartest thing to do when trying to acclimate to a new place. My refusal to adapt finally began to give way a year into the move when Paul and I got married in Los Angeles, but the headed back to Ann Arbor afterwards to get back to school and work. The town that once couldn't compare to our original homes began to feel more and more like our home together. New discoveries and traditions popped up around the city, like restaurants, intimate bars, great concerts, movie nights, and an overall buzz of creativity were accented with our cozy apartment that served as the perfect entertaining spot and a growing group of people that quickly became our closest friends. The move was a way for me to realize that living somewhere new and unexpected may be the best way to tap into a whole new set of interests and ideas. I'm realizing that things seem to settle and hit their stride right when it's time to uproot them and that is where I find myself right now. Sitting among boxes and bubble wrap, our belongings are getting ready to make a big trip back to Los Angeles. At the end of the week I'll be saying bye to the Midwest while the West welcomes me back, Paul to follow a few weeks later and from there we will settle back in to the California life. I am so excited to head home, branch into a new career, and set up a new routine, but that plane ticket that was once my fixation isn't my only goal any more. I am sad to say goodbye to such a historic and exciting city, one that connected me with incredible people, friends, and introduced me to things I had never experienced, like apple cider doughnuts, fireflies, the ability to buy fireworks, and a white Christmas (no laughing!).
This past weekend and the weeks prior Paul and I have been cramming in every last bit of Ann Arbor we can get. This week I'll share my favorite spots and picks around the city, including our go-to restaurants, late night drink stops, favorite venues, and holiday traditions, so check back and add in your own favorite places as well. For now, to Ann Arbor and everyone you've introduced us to along the way, you will be missed!
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