I have to admit, lately I've been aching for a taste of summer life in Ohio. As much as there is to loathe about my hometown, a summer there was the best. I can totally see why people vacation there.
It's been 6 years since I left (3 since I last visited) but it feels like more. I miss driving down Perry street with the windows down, letting the lake breeze fill my car, my lungs. I miss sitting on the hood of my car at the Moose Lodge, watching thunderstorms roll across the lake. I miss hearing the Jet Express horn. I miss nights slept outside on the sun porch. I miss days spent at Lakeside, Put In Bay, and Cedar Point. I miss trips to the beach. Sometimes I even miss working at Great Scot. I've even been tempted to take a summer off my job here & work on Put in Bay, just for the experience (and of course, the $$)
Don't get me wrong, Boise is amazing, and I couldn't be more thrilled that I'm here. There are so many exciting memories that I've made out here, and many more that I'm looking forward to. But it's not Port Clinton in the summer. I suppose I want the best of both worlds, but there's only room enough for one.