I didn't know you were female. I'm very sorry for calling you dude earlier. Everyone is different, & I can see the appeal, but don't think it's for me. Who knows though. I will be visiting the left coast soon, and perhaps I should withhold judgement until then. I sometimes get ahead of myself.
No prob. I moderate other forums, and people always think I'm a guy.
Luckily my husband (and my doctor) (and my three kids) know otherwise.
Anyway, if you do come out here, bring an open mind with you. It is so incredibly different from the geography of the rest of the country. And with the people and the culture and the society, it's nothing like what Faux News likes to say. :crazy: OK, OK, I'll behave.
But still, I think it's pretty cool that when I'm pushing my cart through the El Cerrito Trader Joe's, I'm hearing English and Spanish and Russian and Mandarin and Tagalog and Creole Francais and Arabic and everything else, mostly all jostling to grab the spinach or whatever. And we all communicate perfectly well with one another. I spent my teenage years living in Hawaii, and this is the only other place that feels like that. People are just so darn nice.
Oh, and since you drive for a living, here's something that they (we) do differently out here: when there's a merge lane, you just let everyone in, one car from the right, one car from the left, then the next from the right, then the left, etc. Just automatically, no drama, no waving people in like you're doing them a favor, no jostling for position, it's just expected that you take turns. And remarkably few traffic lights; it's four-way stops instead with the same idea: you go, then I go, and we all get where we're going. No one's special; no one has some sort of precedence over anyone else. And for God's sake, don't use your horn. It's tacky and a sign of being from LA. Again, this is a NoCal thing, not necessarily a SoCal thing. I'm terrified driving in LA.
But watch out for the homicidal bicyclists and suicidal pedestrians. They're all effing nuts, and I know that one will make a serious dent in my hood one day, despite my best intentions. You just haven't seen anything until you've seen a pod of 20 or so bicyclists in a helluva hurry to get somewhere, with absolutely no regard for traffic laws or common sense.
But heck, everyone, c'mon down. They talk funny out here, but you get used to it.
Oh, and you get points for saying y'all.