I didn’t grow up in any major city, but my hometown is one of the biggest in my country. You know, with boulevards, 5+ stories buildings, city square, cars more than people and all that jazz.
Growing up, I didn’t have much contact with the countryside, except for the occasional picnic trips, which, truth be told, were pretty rare. The only memories of countryside are few summer trips to my granddad vineyards, just few kilometers away from the city. Me and my sister, we used to climb the cherry tree to pick fresh cherries, water the strawberries and tomatoes and pick fresh flowers to bring home. Back then, my sister wasn’t afraid to eat the whole cherry, without first checking what’s inside.
Those were some happy days. When I think back now, I wish we had more of those.
But, after a day spent in the countryside, I wanted to go back. Into the real life.Not that I’ve enjoyed the traffic and the air pollution of the city, I just preferred the mixed sounds of cars and people chatting on the streets, the bright lights, the energy of the urban life.
And most of all, I loved having everything on walking distance.
Even though I was living in a city, I’ve always dreamed about bright lights and a BIG city. That one with skyscrapers and wide streets and parks and coffee shops, theaters and museums. So, when we found out that we will be actually moving to Chicago, my heart was jumping from happiness. I started exploring, planning, dreaming….Reality was slightly different though… I’ve heard that all the friends we had there lived in the suburbs, the areas that surround the city, but I was hoping that was just their preference. Why couldn’t we simply stay in the city instead of visiting it couple times per month?
Turns out, there were many reasons, first one being – the cost of a city life here. Me and T., we decided that we would like to start our life together, just the two of us, so roommates and shared apartments were not on the list. When we sat down and compared the apartments in the suburbs and the city, there was no question the suburban homes were way better. Spacious, more comfortable, newer and affordable.
So, as much as I was a city girl, I am Taurus as well, and as you all know, we are creatures of pleasure and big hedonists. I had to get use to the idea of living 30 minutes away from Chicago. I’m learning not to complain (too much) and trying to take the best of both, the serenity and comfort of the suburbs and the vicinity of the BIG city. And there is one good thing about this suburban living: I finally had to overcome my fear of driving! Because there is no chance you’ll survive without a car here (believe me, I tried!)
In this post, I decided to share some photos of one of my favorite activities in the suburbs – the long strolls through the neighborhood and the nearest park, always taking different roads and sometimes getting lost (who am I kidding, I still hope I’ll found some small coffee shop around the corner somewhere)!