I’ve traded boudin for Big Sur.
There are pros and cons to every decision, and if it seems to be too good to be true– it probably is.
I love living in California. Every day is suffused with spectacular beauty and incomparable scenery.
The weather is temperate and usually on varies by only 10 degrees a day.
There’s fresh fruit, artisinal cheese, and handmade salami at the farmers’ market. Best of all there are no damn mosquitoes.
Monterey is Eden in Steinbeck’s work and there’s no question that it earned this moniker.
But just like the Gift of the Magi, I had to make a trade. And what I traded is living close to my family.
Facebook and Facetime and airplanes shorten that distance, but….
But, there’s a price for paradise.