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Apr 29 2012 |
the urbanite’s bookshelfWhen I was a kid, I had an impressive book collection, and one of my favorite activities - besides reading those books - was to pretend I had a book store. I’d keep a notebook where I recorded the titles and how much each one cost, then I’d total up receipts for various combinations of books that my imaginary buyers purchased (for example, no 80's hipster's bookshelf could be complete without Boy Crazy Stacey, The Wrong Number, and Jessica and the Brat Attack). I know, I know... #Nerd (keep reading)Though I miss the days when a great new piece of non-fiction that I was DYING to read came out what seemed like every month – I admit, after a little trip down memory lane while grabbing those last links, I’m sorely tempted to change the topic of this post to ramble on about how much I loved Super Specials, which twin you liked better, and favorite fictional characters (I’m sure I was a Mary Anne, but I WANTED to be a Dawn, you?) – I like to mix it up with some non-fiction these days. Saving 1980’s serial fiction for another day, here are a few of my favorites with regards to cities, human nature, and business (I have much nerdier business book recommendations, these were just the ones I thought could interest those who don't actually enjoy geeking out on entrepreneurial theory). My CliffsNotes/commentary are free! Don't whip out your library cards all at once, now.Starting with social science-ish, then into business and cities....Traffic, Tom Vanderbilt
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Mar 27 2012 |
the one with the cityburbsWhenever someone asks how I like Chicago, I always respond, without hesitation, “I love it.” This is always true. Except when, occasionally, it’s not. People often ask how I like the big switch from living in a suburb of a medium-sized metropolitan area to a neighborhood in a city of three million. Am I hooked on the city lifestyle from here on out, or is there possibly another alternative yet to come? An internal debate ensues: (keep reading)In the city, traffic is overhyped. Sure, it can be bad, but even after living here for over a year – and visiting countless times before that – the worst traffic I’ve ever been in in my life was still in Newport, Kentucky...population: 15k - that’s 1/200th of the population of Chicago, for you number crunchers. (Sidelight: While sitting there, we were rear-ended – by someone going all of about three mph – and when the driver got out to inspect the bumpers, he invited us to a kegger. Our reply: “No thanks, we’re 28.”)In the suburbs, there just aren’t as many people to be out on the roads. But they all want to be on the roads at the SAME DAMN TIME AS ME.In the city, you don’t even need to drive as much anyways. That’s why you choose your neighborhood wisely. I don’t need to drive to get to the beach, the zoo, my favorite restaurant – or 20 others nearby – the post office, the library, the movie theater, the bank, the park, or a coffee shop: they’re all within walking distance.In the suburbs, I’ve known people who won’t walk to their own mailbox.In the city, I’m still awed by the scale of the landscape. You can you walk to most places, but if you CAN’T walk there, it’s probably not a place that you frequent. I live only three miles from downtown and the “Magnificent Mile,” yet going there is a well thought-out expedition. Most of my friends live within 2-3 miles of me, yet I only see them maybe once a month. And going to the suburbs of Chicago? Well, you’d better have a damn good reason and an entire day to devote to the outing. A suburb in Chicago is like that next casino on the Vegas Strip: it looks close, but it takes forever to get there.In the suburbs, you’ll go more than three miles just to get to the cheapest gas station.In the city, the street grid system is a beautiful thing. Not that I’d ever move someplace for that reason, but it’s an underrated bonus. I hadn’t lived here long when I realized that I wasn’t worried about getting lost at all when I turned down a different street on my walk home. For runners (or walkers), it’s easy to know how many miles you’ve gone just by counting blocks.In the city, we’ve also got 18 miles of lakefront trails if you want a change of scenery.In the city, not only can you walk to almost everything you need on a daily basis, there’s never a shortage of things to do or – when you live in a place that’s actually a destination for so many people – shortage of people to do them with. However, you’re not the only one who thinks living near all this is a good idea...In the suburbs, it doesn’t cost you your first-born to buy a single-family home. And, as much of a pain as it became in the end, I do miss owning the place I reside in and residing in the place I own.In the suburbs, central air and dishwashers are not luxury add-ons.In the city, public transportation is a viable option for many trips. One thing I love about Chicago specifically is that you can use public transportation equally as much as you can drive (unlike New York City, where no sane person owns a car; or Los Angeles where everyone drives everywhere, at all hours of the day, every day of the week, all the time). There are real grocery stores and Home Depots and shopping centers with actual parking lots.In the suburbs, people warn you about places that have a bus stop. The poor people might get you if you live too close to a bus stop! On the other hand...In the city, public transportation isn’t always as great as it seems to be. If you were always late before, wait until you have to deal with a bus or a train schedule. The bus you need is never running at the time you need it. The place you need to go is in a train dead zone. Or you have to take three buses and two trains to get there. So you drive, but...In the city, there’s no place to park. And even when you find a spot, you have to be two steps ahead of the ticket-givers. Whatever it is that you think they won’t ticket you for, they will. Buying a resident pass for your ward helps, but they’re only enforced at certain times of the day (or, rather, at night, as is usually the case), and it hardly makes a difference if seven people are illegally parked on your street anyhow. So when contemplating going somewhere that involves driving, my argument usually goes like this: Oh, it’s not a bad drive there. But parking could be terrible. Or it might be fine. But what if it’s so bad that I drive around for hours and hours and never find a spot? Then I’ve just wasted time and gas. So I’ll just stay at home. Contrary to the fact that there's a ton to do in a city - and the belief that, because of that, if you live there, you party every night - for me, it actually makes for a lot of evenings in.In the city, a middle-aged man riding to work on a bike rides among the other eco-friendly or health-conscious city dwellers.In the suburbs, a middle-aged man riding to work on a bike has a DUI.In the city, you’re always surrounded by people. This is a positive for me, but it’s hard to explain if you don’t like the feeling of people being around. The weirdest thing is – while I’m a social person and at no point in my life would I have ever considered myself a “loner” at all - I love being alone. I enjoy living alone and I like being around people when I want to be and not a moment more. I was like this even as a kid. I can remember being maybe eight and being torn because while I was happy my best friend was sleeping over, I also just kind of wanted her to go away so I could read a book (though I’m not still in touch with her to confirm, I think she knew this and was remarkably cool about it for that age). In any case, what’s weird about it is that I LOVE the feeling of people being around all the time. I think it’s because I always feel part of something; never lonesome. It’s as close as I can get to the feeling of being in college again, where you and everyone around you automatically had something in common. On the other hand, people are always around you. Even when they’re drunk and shouting outside of your window at 2am. Even when they’re the neighbors below you, blasting music and slamming doors. Even when it’s the kids across the street, screaming non-stop for hours for no apparent reason while their parents pretend they can’t hear.In the suburbs...well, I’ve had my fair share of obnoxious neighbors there as well. At least in a suburb there are usually more opportunities to put space between you and the offenders. There’s no such thing as acreage in the city...unless you’ve got enough money to buy out and bulldoze a small neighborhood to make your own.In the city, four-year olds compete with other four-year-olds in interviews to get into THE School so they’re not shut out of an academic career.In the suburbs, four-year-olds compete with other four-year-olds to get on THE Football Team so they’re not shut out of an athletic career.In the city, you have access to almost every kind of resource you can imagine. Sport leagues, social clubs, business organizations...if there's not already a Chicago chapter, you’re certain to find enough like-minded people here to start one. When I first moved here, I was most excited about the business opportunities – tons of startups come out of Chicago, right? – but what I didn’t previously consider is what makes me most sad when I think about living somewhere else: giving up access to resources that I just can’t enjoy remotely and may never be able to take part in again, at least not on a regular basis. I’ve trained with three separate organizations up here in circus arts, for instance, and other locations are somewhat limited in their offerings (by that I mean, limited to a number of zero).In the suburbs, there are business resources to be found if you know where to look, and there is far less competition for them – tons of startups come out of Chicago, right? When I tell other entrepreneurs who have worked both in Chicago and smaller regions that I feel like business connections in Chicago are less interested in me and my business than they are in a place like Dayton, they confirm having similar experiences. These businesses have found success by starting someplace other than Chicago and coming back to the city once they’ve gotten some footing in their business.As I've discussed previously, perhaps there’s no place that has the perfect confluence of resources and respite, individuality and belonging. If I could live in a suburban neighborhood where my Chicago neighborhood was just two blocks around the corner, I would. Evanston, IL, just on the north edge of Chicago, probably comes closest to this “cityburbs” description (though see above about having to sell your first-born to live there). Smaller cities that are trendy, quirky, or have an angle that makes them special, like Austin, Texas,or Portland, Oregon (or anyone who flies the “Keep ____ Weird” banner), also likely have areas that fit the bill. Hell, even Indianapolis or Columbus or any number of other Midwest cities might be in the game if they had a unique vibe to set them apart. Keep Hinckley Weird, anyone?
posted at 11:16am by Genevieve :: file under: about, Chicago, city life, for discussion :: Comments Off
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