I'm almost certain I'll be the only one to have this point of view, but here goes:
The best part of Salt Lake for me was being able to own a home as a ski bum, by living in a bad neighborhood. There are no bad neighborhoods in ski towns, you'll never afford to have your own home in a ski town, yet coming from years in CB and Taos, I couldn't fucking believe the dream life I had in Salt Lake: far better skiing, own home, midnight movies at the Tower, artsy fartsy movies downtown, ECHL hockey, drop-in hockey all over town someplace every day, swim at the Steiner aquatic center, tens of thousands of normal (not ski town) single women, interesting public radio, fast internet, any car/motorcycle part or hardware or tool you would ever need within minutes, 3am mexican food, good public transportation any place you'd want to go, spinning downhill bike laps on the UTA Trax, pink floyd show at the planetarium. It was a fucking renaissance in my life of never having lived in a city prior to moving there. Just had to deal with living in a bad neighborhood, which---surprisingly--wasn't really much of an issue at all. Since I lived right near the freeway on-ramp, I was almost as close time-wise as I would have been if I were in Sandy and further from the freeway....plus I was a lot closer to everything else.
The politics are absurd horseshit, but my favorite coworkers and neighbors were momos....they're nice people, and who doesn't like nice people?
I can't say a bad thing about it. Seriously, best times of my life there...only left because I couldn't find a job in the economic collapse of 08.
The best part of Salt Lake for me was being able to own a home as a ski bum, by living in a bad neighborhood. There are no bad neighborhoods in ski towns, you'll never afford to have your own home in a ski town, yet coming from years in CB and Taos, I couldn't fucking believe the dream life I had in Salt Lake: far better skiing, own home, midnight movies at the Tower, artsy fartsy movies downtown, ECHL hockey, drop-in hockey all over town someplace every day, swim at the Steiner aquatic center, tens of thousands of normal (not ski town) single women, interesting public radio, fast internet, any car/motorcycle part or hardware or tool you would ever need within minutes, 3am mexican food, good public transportation any place you'd want to go, spinning downhill bike laps on the UTA Trax, pink floyd show at the planetarium. It was a fucking renaissance in my life of never having lived in a city prior to moving there. Just had to deal with living in a bad neighborhood, which---surprisingly--wasn't really much of an issue at all. Since I lived right near the freeway on-ramp, I was almost as close time-wise as I would have been if I were in Sandy and further from the freeway....plus I was a lot closer to everything else.
The politics are absurd horseshit, but my favorite coworkers and neighbors were momos....they're nice people, and who doesn't like nice people?
I can't say a bad thing about it. Seriously, best times of my life there...only left because I couldn't find a job in the economic collapse of 08.


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