The Midwest
Jul. 10th, 2006 07:05 pmIs very very flat. Exceptionally flat. As flat as the flattest flat thing you can imagine. For folks like me, who grew up in the rolling hills of the East Coast, the unremitting flatness is eerie.
I am supposed to be doing something constructive about now. Obviously, I am not.
I am supposed to be doing something constructive about now. Obviously, I am not.
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Date: 2006-07-10 11:44 pm (UTC)I do prefer the NOT flatness of the East coast. Hence my relocation out here for and then after college :-)
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Date: 2006-07-11 01:19 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-07-11 01:02 pm (UTC)Sounds scary.
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Date: 2006-07-11 01:15 pm (UTC)Well, Wisconsin's the site of my first memories, since I was there from 2 to 5 (the next move was to north Jersey). Lucky me. One of the images still in my head is one very eerie outdoors scene: the front yard disappearing into yellowness during a tornado.
The other big eeries might be these two:
In Oregon, driving up the grueling Santiam Pass for what seemed like an eternity to emerge in, uh, a black lunar landscape. 65 square miles of lava beds that I'd had no clue was there. Uh...
Somewhere in Utah. Somewhere outside of Salt Lake City. West? I don't recall. Many, many square miles of visibly cracked ground, near a salt or mud flat, I think. That place was very strange. Utah is strange.