I am pretty excited about the prospect of moving to Portland in a year. I have had my eye on the area since high school. I think I will love it. The downsides are not knowing anyone and being far from my dad. Here is what I am excited about in Portland.
1) Birthingway, duh. Who wouldn’t be excited about a little hippie college all about birthing and breastfeeding?
2) No flouride in the water! Whether or not you think it is safe and effective to use a known toxin to prevent cavities, it should be common sense not to put a drug in everyone’s water. Everything has contraindications and interactions and shouldn’t be applied to everyone without their consent. People can do flouride treatments on their own without taking away the right of the individual to decide if they want to drink it and bathe in it. I also heard there are environmental impacts of it, so yeh.
3) Super bike friendly. I miss bike commuting and it isn’t safe enough here to ride as much as I would like, especially with ice and unplowed streets. People try to say Chicago is bike friendly but drivers are too aggressive. I have a bike seat for Wallace and I am hating not being able to use it.
4) The mild winters. I can deal with 30-50 degrees and misty rain with gray skies. I can’t deal with -25 degree wind chills and constant snow and wind. I can bike in misty rain but not in this Midwest crap of a winter. I will take vitamin D most of the year, thank you very much.
4) Gluten free food is really common. I can hope I will be able to afford to eat out occasionally. I won’t have to deal with explaining it to every third person and might be able to enjoy potlucks again. Where I will be moving back to in Michigan is pretty low on safe gluten free restaurants.
5) Independent bookstores are my bloodline. I have enjoyed the ones in Chicago that I have gotten to know, but they are an endangered species. I found this great list that includes a match made in bookstore heaven for Wallace.
6) A new dating pool. Seriously, folks. The only lesbian I know in Flint is my ex from when I was 18-19. I shouldn’t have to explain why that is depressing. Don’t get me wrong, R is great. She adores Wallace and teared up on our last visit to the Farmers’ Market before moving. Here in Chicago, I haven’t had much luck meeting anyone. Actually, I think I have met two new lesbians, A who no longer talks to me, and a single mom we had a play date with. Here is what Autostraddle says about Queer Portland. Maybe I will make some new friends. Maybe I will get to date again before Wallace graduates from high school.
Anything else I should be super excited for?