The BBC just had a “quote of the day” about sunny Carrbridge, England. Apparently the town has a microclimate which is mainly dry, not rainy. It got me thinking: one of the big complaints that people seem to have about Cleveland is the weather. People don’t like the rain, or the snow, or the cold, so they blame that for not liking the city. However, many wouldn’t think twice about geting the chance to move to, say, Berlin, Paris, London, or Stockholm, and would likely be open to Moscow, Tokyo, Helsinki or Montreal. My girlfriend complains about the cold here, yet expressed interest in moving to Chicago. This doesn’t make sense to me. Why move to get away from the weather in one place and then move to another with the same, or worse, weather? A girl I went to law school with always complained about the clouds and snow. She was from Wisconsin, and after we graduated she moved to Alaska.
Another complaint: there’s nothing to do. I’ll paraphrase from the WRUW show Maximum Consumption yesterday: “If you think there’s nothing to do, you’re not in Cleveland.” As much as I like Cool Cleveland, it only scratches the surface of what is available to do here (I know – I’ve submitted awesome events to them and have been 100% ignored). I personally love live shows, but I can’t keep up with the Beachland Ballroom, the Grog Shop and the Agora; I can’t even begin to name all of the other live music venues here (if someone can, I’d be impressed). There are plenty of seasonal activities, museums, playhouses (from Playhouse Square to the Liminis – again, too many to keep track of), house parties, yacht clubs, block parties…it’s absurd how much there is to do! I just don’t understand people sometimes. If I was a psychologist, I’d look into conscious blindness.
