I’ve written a fair number of serious posts in the past week or so mainly because a lot of serious events have been happening. I’ve tried to remain silent on politics and just be mostly a lighthearted blog, but I’ve realized I cannot be silent anymore. Today, however, I want to be a little bit lighter, but I need your help. Many of us dream of living someplace other than where we currently are while some people are exactly where they want to be. They cannot imagine living anywhere else. 

I used to think I wanted to live in the mountains until I moved to Vermont. That dream had been to live somewhere in the Great Smokey Mountains. I never dreamed it would be in the Green Mountains of Vermont. Some people want to live on the beach. I’m not one of them although I enjoy visiting there occasionally. If I had to choose a beach, it would be one on the Gulf Coast somewhere along the Florida panhandle between the Alabama-Florida border and Panama City Beach. Unfortunately, it’s just too damn hot down there, and the sand constantly gets stuck in places where sand should never be. Also, that area is known as the “Redneck Riviera;” the politics are far too conservative for me. I love the emerald beaches and sugary white sand, but to visit only.

Another dream was to live in Florence, Italy, but I’ve realized now how tough it is living so far from my family. Instead, I will settle for wishing I could visit Florence, or Italy in general, on a regular basis. I’ve been to Florence twice, and it’s still one of my favorite places. Some people claim it’s too touristy, but I loved it. First, the city is beautiful. The art museums can’t be beat except maybe for some in Rome or in Paris. Second, the food is fantastic and always so fresh. Then there are the streets where you can almost get lost except you can usually see the Duomo from anywhere and can navigate your way back to the cathedral and get your bearings. I loved getting a gelato to cool off then walking into a store and buying a bottle of wine. They give you a glass so you can wander around the city at night enjoying the street performers and various forms of entertainment that are seemingly everywhere. My only issue was I was alone and didn’t have anyone with whom to enjoy my time there.

My one constant dream, though, has been to live in a relatively quiet area of the New Orleans French Quarter. The picture above reminds me of Tennessee Williams sitting on his balcony in the French Quarter watching the people pass by and dreaming of new and entertaining stories to tell. New Orleans has its characters, and the food is to die for—so tasty but also so rich you’d be happy if you died after eating one of their sublime meals. I know New Orleans has its drawbacks. The smell when you first arrive is off-putting, but eventually, you don’t notice it. Then there are the masses of drunk tourists, the rampant crime that is prevalent in the city, and the bright lights and noise of Bourbon Street. But…I love the Gay District that begins at the intersection of Bourbon and St. Ann; Bourbon Pub, Oz, and Good Friends are always so much fun. Also, there is my favorite straight bar, Pat O’Brien’s, where they make one of my favorite drinks, a hurricane. And always, there is the wonderful jazz music wafting down the streets. In many ways, it’s like the easygoing feel of a European city; the culture and history are unique and awe-inspiring. 

Perhaps one day, I could live in New Orleans and travel to Florence during the craziness that is Mardi Gras. That would be ideal. Plus, from New Orleans, I’d be close enough to visit a favorite Florida beach, and at other times, I could drive up to the Great Smokey Mountains. These are my dream places.

So, here is where I want your help: If you could live anywhere in the world and not worry about money or working and just be carefree and enjoy life, where would you go?  Where are your dream places? And why?

I don’t often get a lot of comments, but I know a good number of people visit my blog each day. I would love for you to comment on this post. Maybe you’ve lurked around my blog and not commented for whatever reason. Please comment now. Perhaps you comment regularly then by all means please comment now. Or this could be your first time here so why not comment now? I really love getting to know my readers, so tell me, where would you love to live?

About Joe

I began my life in the South and for five years lived as a closeted teacher, but am now making a new life for myself as an oral historian in New England. I think my life will work out the way it was always meant to be. That doesn't mean there won't be ups and downs; that's all part of life. It means I just have to be patient. I feel like October 7, 2015 is my new birthday. It's a beginning filled with great hope. It's a second chance to live my life…not anyone else's. My profile picture is "David and Me," 2001 painting by artist Steve Walker. It happens to be one of my favorite modern gay art pieces. View all posts by Joe

4 responses to “Where?

  • David Combe

    I ended up where I am because my parents moved here for work when I was 12 and my brother was 11. About 70 miles north of Los Angeles, right on the beach, where I rarely go. When I graduated from college, I returned home because I did not immediately have a job, but soon got one and never left. I am now retired and still here – near the beach, mountains close by, near perfect weather. But, there are fires in Southern California. A couple of years ago, a fire burned into town and burned within two blocks of our apartment. It was scary. Maybe after my dad passes I might think about moving. My favorite places I have been are in the mountains of California but still there is the fire problem. Maybe someday I will get to Europe. I would especially like to visit Scotland where my grandparents came from

  • fitfoodholiday

    I am a daily lurker and rarely make my presence known, but I will happily comment when asked! I grew up in South Louisiana and lived for several years on the Mississippi gulf coast as a young adult. My family would often visit the smokies on vacation and it was my dream to live there. My wife and I met while both working in one of the gulf coast casinos, and as luck would have it, her family was from Tennessee. About a year after we were married, we ended up moving here. A visit to the smokies can be a day trip, and while not really mountainous, the area that we live in is still spectacularly beautiful and very hilly. I cannot imagine living anywhere else. I have never been to Italy, but it is definitely a dream destination. Who knows, maybe it could change my mind!

  • Bryan Spellman

    My first blog was titled “If there were witchcraft” (www.mtbearded1s.blogspot.com). The title comes from a song we used to sing around the campfire at church camp when I was growing up. The song’s lyrics mention two things I’d wish for, if there were witchcraft: “a winding road that beckons me to roam;” and “a blazing campfire to welcome me when I’m returning home.” When I started the blog about 14 years ago, my dream was to travel for six months and to stay home for 6. I now live in my dream home, on a forested 12 acres in rural northwestern Montana, but if I could, I’d travel and spend time in Paris, Budapest, Prague, and other of the world’s great cities. Your topic today is one that is dear to my heart.

  • Joe

    I was so happy to see all the wonderful comments on this post. I asked and y’all answered. Some of you are lucky enough to live exactly where you want to; others are happy where they live, but wouldn’t mind living in their dream destination. I fall into the category of wanting to be somewhere else more to my liking. Many of you chose beautiful and exotic locations. I’d like to visit all of those places. (And by the way, if I am destined to live this far north, I’d prefer to learn French and move to Montreal. It is a city that I have really grown to love.)

    I just wanted to thank you all for your wonderful comments. It means so much to me when you comment on my posts. While I can see that people visit the blog, it’s really gratifying when I get to interact with the people who read what I write.

    Thank you,

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