WE GOTTA GET OUTTA THIS PLACE

Danielle and I bought a house in Springfield, MA in November 2009. Thanks to the lovely free money the government gave us (the first-time homebuyer's tax credit of $8,000, the only good thing George W. Bush ever did) we're now chained to this house for another year-and-a-half since you're required to stay in the house for three years or pay the government back. We're not stupid enough to give them money back so suffer we shall. But once we're off the hook...

Plain and simple, Danielle and I hate it here. Sure, we're probably in the nicest part of Springfield, but that's like saying the nicest part of a dirty asshole is the part that's on the periphery of the shittyness. And Western Massachusetts is one big asshole. There's nothing about this area that we can't find elsewhere in New England and, frankly, anyplace we head towards is going to be (a.) quieter, (b.) cleaner, (c.) more friendly, (d.) less likely to have murders/crackheads/shitty police in it, and (e.) closer to the things we enjoy being at, like the ocean, the woods, the mountains, my family, etc.

Question: do any of you wish you lived someplace else and, if so, where? Why aren't you there already, you lazy shit? Have you ever been to that place? Protip: it has to be a place that really exists.

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How'd we get drawn into that discussion? O_o

I've always thought of myself as a New Englander, though the reality is growing that I feel as though New Hampshire or Maine will be where we stay. We have been talking about doing a Northwestern road trip along the same lines of the one we're doing in a couple weeks, to possibly see Crater Lake NP, Olympia NP, Mt. Rainier NP, Seattle, Portland and Vancouver. I can understand how one might think we'd fit in there.

There's nowhere I can't reach.