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Who would of thought I'd ever wind up in MO? I surely never did when I was in Southern California (SoCal). Newport area was home and never even heard of Missouri much less Rolla. As a leadership consultant, I got hired to help younger leaders steer their businesses and personal lives through the rough waters of the present day market. Change being as constant as it is. It seems to be much faster else where. Not that I'm complaining. Coming here was like stepping back into a slower place of American History or entering a new frontier of clean air, green trees and fresh water. Not that it's bad just think that my body/mind/spirit is a little out of its element.I work hard and love to play harder. I got use to lots of sun, beaches, 24-hour night clubs, movie-screenings, all-night eateries. I got use to seeing and riding in fast and sassy luxury sports cars like Lotus, Ferrari and other imports. Not that CA didn't have its problems.
Some of the problems we californians would live with but some are a little tiring. Try working 13 miles from your home and taking 1:45 minutes to get there. Of course, that's on a perfect day, barring car accidents, police shootouts, car chases etc. Waiting at international or city airports is another thorn in our sides. The security precautions seem to be a joke at times but I guess it is bette than nothing. Getting in and out of the airport terminal either in your personal car or even getting out via limo is torture. Some of my clients treat me to dinner at some swank places on my way home or give me a first class meal in my car. (you gotta have a great driver for those days...smile!) By the time you get home, you're fed, you're getting calls from friends wanting to pick you up from home and hangout at a local pub. Now, I don't live anywhere near the airport, drive myself, get to the only store Wal-Mart (boy, that's another story...smile!) and back within 10 minutes. Things are so quiet I can hear the distinct noises of insects, various farm animals and even the voices of angered housewifes down the street. Yet, I kinda like it.
One of the best features of the mid-west is its four seasons. I had forgotten there was four. I got use to just having two: sunny or rainy...smile!
Getting more clothing or should I say, going shopping for more clothing for each season is a chore. You've got to go out to a major city like Chicago or Dallas for some of the stuff I'm use to looking at. It's not that I think MO is cheap but the stores don't have the style of clothes I'm looking for. The clothing I like are some what plain but still have a little panache to them.
An avid skier, the snow and old friends call me back to Tahoe and other fun places. Which reminds me, where are the slopes out here? I've yet to see them. Anyway, I'm looking forward to Missouri and to the fun people here.