Festive Falmouth at Christmas

Falmouth, Massachusetts, is not the easiest place in the world to get to.

It’s neither especially close to the main highway on Cape Cod nor either of the bridges that run across the Cape Cod Canal, so there’s no convenient route from on or off the Cape.

But it’s a really nice town once you get there.

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Different time, different places

As of about a month ago, it looks like Liz from Am I Thirty Yet was having just a little bit of culture shock moving from New York City to somewhere upstate.

Since I grew up in a little town upstate — I’m guessing fairly close to where she is now, although I don’t know where, since she refers to the Catskills — I found the post to be both funny and a little thought-provoking about the things you find normal but others find unusual.

For example, it wasn’t something I gave much thought to, and fortunately had little no experience with, but growing up, all I knew was volunteer firefighters, including several of my relatives.

But what are some of the things I’ve found different over the years, even little things, in the larger places I’ve lived in or gone since then?

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