One of the things I really enjoy about moving is learning my way around my new neighborhood & city. Once I get a few short cuts figured out I begin to feel more like I belong here and less like a stranger.
Kentucky roads are different, as are all the roads in a new area. Not something I think about much until I start driving them. Utah is famous for it's "grid" road system. I have to admit it was easy to adjust to and even easier to find your way around once you understood it. The Temple in down town Salt Lake City is the center of the grid and road numbers get bigger as you move out from it and are destinguished by North South East or West. We lived quite south of the city and the main road to our house was 106th South. That's Utah speak, because the real street number is 10600. It's really not confusing when you understand it.
The roads in Kentucky are definitely NOT on a grid system. One road, within a couple of miles, changes from Houston, to Hopeful Church to Weaver. And many of the roads have really odd names like Turkeyfoot or Frogtown. Our community is just off Mt. Zion, which always brings a chuckle to those that know we moved here from Utah. Lest I forget, I must mention the state park near us called Big Bone Lick.
Most people don't refer to the town they live in or near, but to the county they live in. That would be fine, but on my maps it's easier to see the little townships than what the counties are. So I just nod and smile like I know. Much of the area we are in is being developed into suburban communities that feed into Cincinnati. I do enjoy driving through the countryside. The roads are narrow and windy and the non-community houses on the roads are usually set far back and have very large front lawns flowing down from the homes to the road, all mowed and kept up looking nice. Although the houses are not mansions, the lawns in front of them give me that impression. I often wonder who the heck mows all that grass??
And of course there are the town names that remind me of home. My friend lives in Burlington. It's a bit closer than the Burlington in Washington was from Seattle. We have Florence which reminds me of Italy rather than home. We are in Union... isn't there a Union Gap in WA?
It's funny how fast a new area can become home, at least to me. As the saying goes, bloom where you are planted.
Kentucky roads are different, as are all the roads in a new area. Not something I think about much until I start driving them. Utah is famous for it's "grid" road system. I have to admit it was easy to adjust to and even easier to find your way around once you understood it. The Temple in down town Salt Lake City is the center of the grid and road numbers get bigger as you move out from it and are destinguished by North South East or West. We lived quite south of the city and the main road to our house was 106th South. That's Utah speak, because the real street number is 10600. It's really not confusing when you understand it.
The roads in Kentucky are definitely NOT on a grid system. One road, within a couple of miles, changes from Houston, to Hopeful Church to Weaver. And many of the roads have really odd names like Turkeyfoot or Frogtown. Our community is just off Mt. Zion, which always brings a chuckle to those that know we moved here from Utah. Lest I forget, I must mention the state park near us called Big Bone Lick.
Most people don't refer to the town they live in or near, but to the county they live in. That would be fine, but on my maps it's easier to see the little townships than what the counties are. So I just nod and smile like I know. Much of the area we are in is being developed into suburban communities that feed into Cincinnati. I do enjoy driving through the countryside. The roads are narrow and windy and the non-community houses on the roads are usually set far back and have very large front lawns flowing down from the homes to the road, all mowed and kept up looking nice. Although the houses are not mansions, the lawns in front of them give me that impression. I often wonder who the heck mows all that grass??
And of course there are the town names that remind me of home. My friend lives in Burlington. It's a bit closer than the Burlington in Washington was from Seattle. We have Florence which reminds me of Italy rather than home. We are in Union... isn't there a Union Gap in WA?
It's funny how fast a new area can become home, at least to me. As the saying goes, bloom where you are planted.
