I just got back from visiting Raleigh Durham,NC. Anyhow, my Wife and I saw a lot of small towns around the area that we liked. While seeing them, it made me think of all the places I've lived. I thought I'd start a thread. I'll go first.
1: Powell, TN. That's where I grew up, on a large farm. We had a gravel driveway and a huge lawn that required a tractor with a bush hog to mow. People would drag race their cars at 3:00 AM and the lifestar helicopter came out a lot to clean up the messes. Loads of people owned large quantities of firearms. It wasn't uncommon for people to get drunk and shoot guns off the back of their porches at cans and stuff. Dogs ran around loose. People would come down our driveway for the hell of it. For some reason we got visited a lot by 7th day Adventists. They were brave.
2: Harriman, TN. Small town between Knoxville and Chattanooga, TN. It was a former coal mining town. I rented the entire upper floor of a Victorian house for $200 a month. The neigbors downstairs fought all the time. A lady lived across from me who drank 40's of Cobra malt liquer and filled up garbage cans full of the bottles. I liked it there. Pretty laid back.
3: Boston, MA: I lived in a Jewish community. Real learning experience because there's probably 20 Jews in all of TN. Some were from Russia. I rented a crappy run-down apartment in a series of buildings. I hung out with some old Jewish guys who had fought in WW2 and played cards in the boiler room. I drove a crappy motorcycle that broke down all the time. I repaired windows, lawn mowers, lamps, and other stuff in the basement of a hardware store while going to school. Boston was expensive and the winters sucked.
4: Berkeley, CA: Another "learning experience". People there are pretty eccentric and suspicious of most everyone except for people that -surprise- live in Berkeley. Stuff got stolen from our parking lot all the time.
5: Oakland, CA: I lived in a old neighborhood in an old house. I rented a room upstairs. You could walk anywhere. The housemate was a neat-freak. I'm pretty neat myself, but he got on my case all the time and I eventually had to move.
6: Berkeley... again. I rented a room in an 8 bedroom HUGE house with a bunch of other people, most who had drinking problems. We had lots of fun though. We would load up my truck and my Romanian housemate's Buick with firewood and junk and burn it on the beach. That and one time we took out all the old, years-old frozen food in the freezer and went bowling down the street. The neighbors hated our guts too. The landlord was a crazy pack-rat.
7: Oakland, again, and where I currently live. We rent a whole house in a old, quite neighborhood. We have a garden, a workshop, and small yard. We like it because its safe, and the neighbors are nice
8: Where to next? Not sure.