They sent me to Binghamton

I've always wanted to be on the east coast, and the universe responded…by sending me to Binghamton, NY. Oh you've never heard of it? Neither had I, but I do so love adventures and that's how I choose to view this. Let the adventures begin!

Things I Miss About LA

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Before I go into my list, I want to first make it clear that I love being here in Binghamton, I really do. There’s no sarcasm here. It’s just that I’d be lying if I said there was nothing I missed about being in sunny, beautiful southern California.

That being said, below is a list of things I miss about home. I’m probably going to sound like a spoiled, materialistic little brat, but this is how I really feel…

1. My car.

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Yes, I really do miss Caden (I named my car – even looked up names in a baby book). I didn’t realize I was a car person until I would get in my rental car (before Monstrosity) and genuinely feel sad each time.

2. My babies.

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It wasn’t so bad when I was staying at the hotel but my first night at my apartment I felt really lonely. The apartment felt so empty and I just felt really sad. They’re coming here soon though so this one is getting crossed off the list!

2. Yelp.

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When I first moved here and I hadn’t made too many friends yet, it wasn’t that big of a deal to me because I’m pretty independent and good at figuring out things to do on my own. I decided one day that I felt like getting a massage, so I turned to Yelp. See my dilemma here? I had no idea where to go. The same went for looking up places to eat, although there were at least some reviews.

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This isn’t as big of a deal now that I’m meeting people who can tell me where to go, but when I first got here I was like, “But…but…how am I supposed to know where to go?? You mean I need to actually talk to people??” Lol!

3. Various conveniences.

When I first moved to Binghamton in the middle of real winter, my body said, “WTF is this shit” and went into strike. In other words, I got sick. I really wanted to get an immune boosting juice so I went to Yelp to try to find a juice bar…then I discovered that (a) people don’t use Yelp (see item 2 above), and (b) there are no juice bars around here…

Aside from the juice bar, know what else I miss? Being able to walk into a massage place and getting a massage then and there. Here, you have to make an appointment several days prior…I also miss being able to go get a mani/pedi on a Sunday, having several options for which cafe to work at on a Sunday, or even just eating at a good restaurant on a Sunday. What is up with places being closed on Sundays here?? Don’t you know that people still require services on Sundays??

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A friend of mine who is a waitress here was complaining about this one customer who ordered a pomegranate martini. She was like, “Really? A pomegranate martini? Where do you think you are?”

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And I was all, you know what, I totally get her, because that’s totally something I would’ve done before I learned that you don’t do that kind of thing here. In fact, I went to The Blind Tiger Pub to watch the Super Bowl and I asked for a drinks menu. I pretty much got the same reaction as my friend probably gave the lady who ordered a pomegranate martini.

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4. The Beach

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I really took this for granted…I miss smelling the ocean breeze, eating somewhere that overlooks the beach, walking along the beach, and even just knowing that it’s close by…

5. Friends and Family

Of course, I miss my friends and family. Like I mentioned before, my second visit really brought to home the fact that I am now thousands of miles away. I can’t just shoot a text and ask if my cousin wants to join me and some friends for dinner, or call my mom and ask if she wants to go to a festival…but. On the same note, I actually make more of an effort now to stay connected to my friends and family, so that’s the plus of me being so far away.

Now here’s the part that is going to make me sound like a spoiled brat…what I really miss the most is item 3, the conveniences…man, I had it really good back home! I didn’t realize that I was kinda high-maintenance until all of that was taken away from me! I was (still am) really dependent on being able to get things done for me with little effort, like getting my knives sharpened, getting a juice from a juice bar, getting my shoes repaired, and other little things like that. I’m just a little princess, aren’t I? What I’ve noticed is people here actually know how to do stuffwhereas I was just really good at figuring out who can do stuff for me.

Here are some things I’ve heard people say around here:

“Yeah, I’m going to tear this wall down, hang dry wall, then…[I no longer remember what he said because I didn’t understand]”

“Oh yeah, I’m just making the counter top. I just have to fill it with concrete and let it dry. This time I’m not going to put the stone in and make it smooth instead because…[I no longer remember what he said because I didn’t understand]”

Here is what I would say if I needed those things done:

“I looked through Craigslist and various other sites on Google to find someone to do it for me.”

“I looked through Craigslist and various other sites on Google to find someone to do it for me.”

Yeah…I don’t see myself changing any time soon. Like I said, I may love it here and end up living here but…I will always be an LA girl at heart. 😛

Besides…

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Author: lorz46

When I first started this blog, life had just thrown me a curveball by sending me to the middle of nowhere in upstate New York right smack in the middle of winter from my hometown in sunny, southern California. I had no idea what to expect, how long I would stay, or even where my life was heading. All I knew was that there were a great many adventures to be had after they sent me to Binghamton.

One thought on “Things I Miss About LA

  1. YA MEAN YOU HAVEN’T CHECKED OUT THE BEACH AT CHENANGO STATE PARK? SHAME ON YOU! (IT isn’t the OCEAN…but a nice family swimming area! 🙂

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