Leaving Oregon

I’m going to miss Oregon. The full-service gasoline, the protected coastline, the strict development zones of its cities. California is coming. Fucking California.

California is like Texas but filled with things I like. I like the wine, I like the weather, I like the geography … but there’s something about California that rubs me the wrong way. It’s like a vibe of entitlement, the stench of those that consider themselves blessed. Maybe that’s why I wasn’t keen on Provo either.

I have a hate-love-hate relationship with California. I like the politics of the state, generally, but the place is retarded when it comes to money. It’s frustrating. And I really hate the astronomical State Park fees (which are astronomical because the state is basically broke). California, land of the $35-60 campsite. Yippie.

I’ll miss you, Oregon.

Goodbye, [not] cruel [at all] Oregon. Even the bridges here are cool.
Goodbye, [not] cruel [at all] Oregon. Even the bridges here are cool.

5 thoughts on “Leaving Oregon”

  • Oh how I wish there was a full serve gas option here. I do recall its existence once, even while in my 20s, but the cost per gallon was higher for full serve. Still, it would be nice to not have to do it myself once in a while.

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