hah! for me the most proper "vista"

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Good ol' industrial Northeast!

My parents, despite being midwesterners, became very accustomed to mountains living in California and Arizona for quite a few years total. After that, they landed in Houston for a couple years. One day mom found herself admiring the mountains in the distance.

They were clouds.

They decided they really wanted to live in a place with mountains from then on out.

Tangentially, the Jane's Addiction song with the line "I spoke to the mountains, I listened to the sea. They both told me that the mountain is the best that you can be," always bugged me.

From a geological standpoint, ocean v. mountain results in a win for the ocean, every single time.

Heh-- My idea of vista.

Actually, driving by Gary, Ind on the way from Chicago to boyfriend's folks place in southwestern MI felt shockingly VERY familiar to me.

I don't think I know anyone who really loves the ocean who didn't grow up with it.

I grew up in Ohio and I LOVE the ocean.

God, me too. It just feels *right* to me. I mean, something in me that I didn't even know was tense just relaxes when I see the ocean. It's perfect. I would move to a coast, but I seem to have a hometown honey keeping me here.

::snicker:: Sort of like when I lived in Ohio and people there would complain about humidity.

Hey, we got all kinda humidity here! We got MAD humidity here in this goddamn river valley.

And we were like, "To keep the pipes from freezing?"

After about five minutes of hysterical laughter, they assured us we didn't need to do anything so bizarre because in Ohio, they can bury the pipes below the frost line. Then they asked us why they didn't do that in Florida.

My neighbor's pipes froze a few years back, so it does happen. Not much, though.

My mother has loved the ocean since she first saw it at age 13 or so. She grew up in the Interior, which is lake country.

Me? I love the lakes and take the salt water for granted.

Having always lived in flat places until now, I generally disbelieve in the existence of mountains until I see them.

Ahahaha! I didn't believe in flat until I flew over the middle of the country. I figured it would be, like, Eastern Washington flat, which is to say, somewhat hilly.

I like this vista:

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(That's some random dude's photo on Flickr.)

From a geological standpoint, ocean v. mountain results in a win for the ocean, every single time.

Besides, oceans have mountains. And mountains don't have oceans.

I figured it would be, like, Eastern Washington flat, which is to say, somewhat hilly.

I think mountains are just showing off.