I miss Michigan terribly now that I am away from it. East Lansing, I'm sorry, but I have no trouble being away from you...but I miss how all my friends and fellow Lansing residents have made a rather bleak city into a very tolerable community. At this center of this community, of course, is the taco truck. It has given my poor tummy homesickness on many occasions while in South Africa.
(http://flickr.com/photos/seancookphotography/3684933736/)I've been listening to some of the music that reminds me of Michigan...but not too much, because like Andrea has already pointed out, it makes me very homesick.
I first saw Frontier Ruckus nearly five years ago when they first started out and I first moved to Michigan. I went to more shows of theirs than I can remember, and it has been interesting to trace their progress. Their music will always remind me of many different things - but always of Michigan.
For three years I tried to get several different people to take me up North, where I had heard Michigan was beautiful (something that was hard to spot in Lansing). Finally I met a guy that would take me there - I think this was one of the first signs that I had a keeper.
Zach and I have now made a habit of camping up North. My first time in Sleeping Bear was almost like being back at the ocean. "Up North" is how Michiganders refer to it....I can only think of one other place in the world that I would rather be than "Up North." Sufjan Stevens has paid a fantastic tribute to Sleeping Bear. I also have listened to his music on occasion while in South Africa, but only when it is not overwhelming for me.
Of course my other home is in Pennsylvania. There are so many things I miss about it - many which I have already written about. I miss those places that have become a distant memory to me - the huge steaming towers and the enormous pebbled wall covered in bits of moss. I suppose it would seem much smaller now.
but that's a story for another time....
