I am now officially an Iowan. At least that's what my Driver's License and voter registration say. I don't feel much like an Iowan. Heather and I have been in Iowa now for 1 month, and it feels like I'll be arriving tomorrow. Central Iowa is different from Southern California in three ways. Their coffee and wine culture is hokey, their idea of cultural diversity is being at a bar where both cyclone and hawkeye fans are present, and they don't protest Wal-Mart. I might be able to handle just one of these, but all three together is making me feel like I'm in a foreign country. Below is a satellite video of how far we moved as depicted by Google Earth. It really doesn't look that far compared to other places we could have moved, but it sure feels far away from the comfort and familiarity of Pasadena.
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I wish you could be here to see the playoff games with me. I will be going to the game on Saturday and hopefully to game one of the NLCS series.
I grew up in Iowa and I couldn't leave fast enough.
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