Process of Elimination – West Virginia

This weekend, I discovered, definitively, one place that I do not want to live. Not the kind of driven aversion that I feel toward ever living in Arizona again (sorry, guys), but a different feeling of certainty.

I do not want to live in West Virginia. Part of me is a little sad about that, because it’s a state that could definitely use an infusion of left-leaning people, but we will not be those people.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s a beautiful part of the country. Carlos and I tease people who claim that there are mountains where they come from, when they mean the Adirondack¬†Mountains, for example. Those are nice hills, but we started out in the Rockies, and the Cascades. It’s possible that we are mountain snobs. Which brings me back to West Virginia. It’s “The Mountain State!” “Mountaineers are always free!” I do have to admit, while we were driving through it, I could completely understand why West Virginians claim to be mountain people. Not one part of the state is flat, and the hills are steep and covered in trees.

We slept in a campground way up in the hills, and woke up enshrouded in fog. It was beautiful, and an amazing respite from the humidity that has been the hallmark of our time in the East. This was, without a doubt, my favorite thing about West Virginia.

The worst thing about WV, though? I’m sorry to say, the people. Everyone we encountered in a service position was totally cool, but the Mountaineer-on-the-street? Surprisingly shitty. We ate dinner at a chain restaurant, and the pair of women one table over from us sent their food back three times, and then called the manager. The kicker: one of them ordered the wrong food to begin with. The next day, I witnessed a standoff at a three-way intersection that ended with a grown man calling another “f****t,” because…well, honestly, I’m not sure. And the drivers were the rudest and most needlessly aggressive. It’s not like there was a ton of traffic, but they wouldn’t move over so I could merge, and they tailgated/cut me off more than in any other state. I don’t understand.

I can’t say I’m too heartbroken over the elimination of West Virginia. It’s important to know when to say no, and this was an easy choice. And so, on to the next!

 

photo courtesy of dougtone

2 thoughts on “Process of Elimination – West Virginia”

  1. Sounds like a culture with a lot of anger. Scotch-Irish background, cultural isolation and economic hardship might all be factors. But folks don’t want to leave because it’s so beautiful and they have trouble adjusting to urban life. I remember that was a problem for social service agencies in cities to which they migrated.

  2. Scots-Irish background contributes to bring dicks? As a kilt wearing formerly bagpipe playing whiskey drinking fellow with roots in Co. Down all I can say is…. Have a nice day. What a dick I am.

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