Why I love Indiana

Before I came home, I was expecting to have major culture shock. I was expecting to be angry for a good 3 days before settling into life back home. I was expecting to be hating everything.

But you know what? I like home. I like the people. I like the way that Borders coffee shop is the new hangout for retirees and stay-at-home moms. And how they all know each other. And how the moms read with their kids, and the retirees also know the kids, and the kids know the barista.
I like the way that the License Bureau was surrounded by a soy bean field. I like that when Nicole and I went to get pedicures and we were talking to our pedicurists (I don't know if that's a word or not), one of them said she didn't want to stay in Evansville after she finished beauty college because she didn't like big cities. I like the way that when you leave Target, there is a beautiful sunset. And you can see the sunset because very few buildings in Evansville are over 4 stories. I like seeing old friends and hearing stories about their crazy roommates and being the last ones out of the restaurant, even though it's only 10pm. I like being able to DRIVE and dance to music in my car. I like the way people hold the door open for you and say hi when you pass them riding bikes. Reverse culture shock? No way. I am settling in just fine :) Thank you home for being so good to me.