Why would anyone move to Flint, Michigan??

A peek into the bowels of Flint.

People are usually shocked when I tell them I moved from Colorado to Flint, Michigan to go back to school.   Especially when my other choices were San Francisco or Salt Lake City.  I figured it was a trade-off.  Sure, I might get shot in Flint- but in Salt Lake, there is a very real possibility of waking up one morning, only to find out that I’m the 8^th wife to some Utah farmer.   A lot of people survive being shot, and insurance will cover the bill.  The therapy bills I’d incur from the traumatizing experience of having to braid my hair every morning and wear pantaloons underneath my ankle length dresses would probably be too much for my wallet to handle.

There is also that fact that I’m sort of from Michigan.  I say sort of, because I’m not really from anywhere.  As I’ve spent more years in Michigan than any other location, I’ve decided this is where I’m from.  It’s a whole lot easier than explaining, “Well, I was born in Europe, when my dad was in the Army, but then he got out of the Army and we moved around, and then he got back in the Army and we moved around some more, and then he got back out of the Army and we moved to Michigan.”  Most just don’t care.  Including you.  You probably want the last 30 seconds of your life back.  Too bad.  They’re mine.

It all boiled down to money.  They make tuition cheap in Michigan- most likely to entice someone to move here. And of course there is the cost of living- Flint vs. San Francisco.   If I so desired (which I don’t), I could buy about five houses in Flint for the cost of 2 square feet in San Fran.  Granted, the houses might not have heat, electricity, or even windows- but that’s not the point.  There’s also the fact that I have my best friends living throughout the state. Oh, and the minor detail that school here would be about 4-6 months shorter than anywhere else.

For a plethora of reasons, I’ve come to believe I made a wise choice.

1. Living in Flint, there are not many distractions (I’ve learned some quality ear plugs will block out the random gun shots, so I don’t count that as a distraction).  Few distractions equal more time actually studying. Studying generally leads to good grades. Good grades lead to not failing out of school which I’ve heard is a good thing.
2. My gluteal muscles are getting a nice workout from speed walking to and from the hospital in an effort not to get mugged.
3. Flint is…Uh..er… Maybe I should have used a different word than plethora, because I got nothing.

I’ll get to back to you on this list. Maybe somebody can help me out here??

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