The raindrops keep falling on my shoes..

Today I went for a run around my town. 

         It was pleasant. I met a lot of nice people who all waved and asked "How are you doing?". When it started to rain cars let me run pass, even though they had the right of way.

Flash back to many, many moons ago and I'm now running in New York on a rainy day.

         It was pleasant. I was running along Main St. of my hometown and was heckled with comments like "Run, Forrest, Run" and "Watcha' runnin' from sweeth-ah-t?". No car let me have the right away, but I did receive refreshing tidal waves from the aftermath of a car pretending to avoid a giant puddle.

West coast running is better than New York running. 

Vergon.

When I moved to Oregon after living in Vermont many people would ask me one question.

Is Oregon similar to Vermont?

I would laugh, give some snark remark and move on. But after actually thinking about it, I realized I could not simply move on from that question. Most people find these two states extraordinarily similar. How could you not?

They are eco-friendly.

They like cheese.

And they have frequent Chacos spottings.

Clearly, Oregon and Vermont are the same state.. but after a few months of west coast living under my belt I've noticed very obvious differences.

Oregon has an ocean. Vermont has ponds.

It rains a lot in Oregon. It snows a lot in Vermont.

Oregon has hipsters. Vermont has hippies.

                                                         Great article.

Yes, I was confused, too. How can two states be so similar and yet so different? Only intense field and internet research can help solve this never ending question: Which coast would you prefer: East or West?