I’m staying at my aunt’s house while I’m here in AZ. It’s not in Phoenix, but in a new development that’s really barely a speck on the map on the online map tools. It’s a nice place, but damn it’s far from everything. I don’t recall, but I think it’s 30-40 miles away from the city. It’s like the area is made up of some sattelite communities connected by direct highways with very few branches off of them. It’s so different from Toronto where it’s like there are roads leading any place you want to go. The distance between places was accented for me today as we travelled from shopping location to shopping location. We seemed to be in the SUV for ridiculously long periods. I suppose it’s not so bad though because at least it’s air conditioned in there.
I know I shouldn’t be surprised, but man, the people I’ve met in the stores have been so darn friendly! As long as I’ve been polite, it’s been returned in kind. I guess in the big cities, polite attitudes are becoming rarer and rarer, no? I might also say that Toronto has a sort of…polite rudeness. It’s sort of amusing. However, here, there’s just a more mildly genuine feeling to it. It’s hard to put my finger on just why that is.
Out and about, it’s not uncommon to just see farmland, dust, cacti and Walmarts. Off in the distance are mountains that look as if they were taken right out of a painting. I swear, it’s all so very wild wild west. Sure, there are no cowboys or anything of the sort, but you get the point, eh? At night the way is pitch black with only the light from other cars lighting the way. Outside, I haven’t seen so many stars since I’d last been camping.
As with any place, there are pros and cons about living here. I can definitely see though just why my aunt enjoys living here so much.
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