Saturday morning, Chris, Caelyn, and I drove around different parts of the Metroplex, checking out houses for sale. By “checking out,” I mean driving around neighborhoods and maybe seeking out a handful of particular houses we’d seen on-line. Even though things are sometimes tight in our 1,008 sq. ft. apartment, we’re not seriously considering moving until the end of the year. But it’s good to think now about where we’d like to be, what kind of price bracket we can handle. Plus, I like weekend drives. So does Caelyn. So long as she’s sleepy.
Personal Background:
I love Texas. I really do. And I like DFW.
I have absolutely no desire to live anywhere near the heart of Dallas, where I used to work. But I like what Dallas has to offer. My husband proposed to me in downtown Dallas. I think downtown Ft. Worth is one of the most appealing places in Texas. I like that the Metroplex is a big city but you still pass cow pastures northbound on the Tollway, tucked between a huge theater and a handful of office towers. I like that, up where we live, you can go from suburbia heaven to farmland haven in minutes. (I don’t like that you can still get stuck in traffic on one of those farm to market roads.)
I love that DFW’s massive. But I’m a small town kid, so I also hate that it’s massive.

Fort Worth Skyline

Dallas Skyline

Dallas North Tollway/George Bush Turnpike Interchange (The cows are about 3 exits up.)

The Unfinished “High 5″ (It’s finished and not nearly so dusty now. My old office is a silver building to the right of that cluster of shiny, black buildings, just out of view of the camera.)
And this is where I grew up:

That’s Main St., no less, with First Baptist on the left and First United Methodist on the right.
So you see what I mean.
All things considered, we’re in the city, or at least the Metroplex, we need to be in for a while. But with no commute to worry about, who knows where in DFW we’ll end up. In the meantime, I’d rather think about this. . . .
The Challenge:
If it were possible, would you rather live in Mayberry or Stars Hollow?
I’m talking about both fictional towns (not their inspirations, Port Deposit or Washington Depot, respectively) in their original contexts. That means if you choose Mayberry, you also choose the time period. There are lots of pros and cons to both.

Wally’s Service Station, Mayberry (But, of course, if you lived here, it would be in black-and-white!)

Town Square, Stars Hollow, Connecticut
Of course, I tried to make Chris answer the same question. And, of course, he gave me that “I’m way too logical for this” sideways look and long pause. Finally, he gave in. Mayberry was an easy “no” for him. There would be no Internet. (Oh, brother.) Stars Hollow’s out too, because if we lived there, I’d want to hang out with Lorelai and Rory, and then I’d start talking like them, and well, he wouldn’t be able to handle spending time with me. (Nice.) I should’ve known better. I didn’t marry a “what-if-er.” But I love him anyway.
So how ’bout you? What’s on your plane ticket?
4 Comments
May 22, 2007 at 8:14 pm
As long as we’re talking about the beautiful black & white Mayberry, and not the grainy color Mayberry, I’d have to say (you guessed it) Mayberry. Stars Hollow would be good too, but I’m not sure I could handle all the town festivals, the town meetings, the micro-managing town-selectman, and the unapologetic gossips.
May 22, 2007 at 10:28 pm
Of course, you know I’m talking about “beautiful black & white Mayberry,” Lex. None of this color business. And certainly no R.F.D. tomfoolery.
You make excellent points about the burdens you’d have to bear as a Stars Hollow resident. Being a true member of Stars Hollow means being a group participant. Even Luke succumbs now and then, and we all know he’s totally Stars Hollow at heart. As much as I’d love a house on Peach St., I know I’m not very good at group participation. Lorelai and Rory would have to trick me into it for the first several months. And then it would be fun. Then exhausting. Maybe I could retire in Mayberry and have a vacation home in Stars Hollow?
Now, Floyd is no Babette and Aunt Bee’s no Miss Patty, but they’re proof that even Mayberry can gossip with the best of ‘em. And certainly you haven’t forgotten about the episode where Aunt Bee turns the tables on Andy and Barney after being accused of being a gossip? The one where she hints that there’s more to the NY traveling shoe salesman than meets the eye, leading the men to believe he’s a talent scout, which results in a hodge-podge display of Mayberry’s finest talent & a new sales record for the NY guest? But, in argument for your case, everyone learned a nice lesson in the end. The gossips in Stars Hollow are brazen.
July 31, 2008 at 11:23 pm
Definitely Mayberry. I’m a southerner, as are all Texans who aren’t carpetbaggers and North Carolina is still part of the Confederacy while Connecticut is the snobbish yankee north.
August 29, 2009 at 11:50 pm
Stars Hollow!