I’d always been told that Disneyland was the happiest place on Earth. But having now spent a couple of days in Boulder, Colorado I’m here to tell you that, in fact, Boulder is, in real fact, the happiest place on Earth.
I’m serious. The residents must all be gargling with bong water, or maybe it’s thr oxygen deprivation, but whatever it is I like it. I have never been in a place where the people are so universally friendly! Even the clerks at the cash register! When they say “have a nice day” they look you deep in the eyes and they really mean it!
I tell you, I’m hooked.
Now, if only we can move here.
No, no, no… It’s the hippy-ist place on earth and we aren’t ALL friendly or happy and we don’t need any new people. Although they are going to kick me out if I keep gaining weight. You have to be under 20% body fat to live here, have a Subaru (at least one) a dog (preferably a Golden Retriever or Lab)and be anti-bush.
If you have small children you MUST have them playing soccer as soon as they can walk, pull them around in a little red wagon or on the attachment kids thing that goes on your bike. You MUST have at least one bike too.
Actually, we are all happy here because of the weather. It’s sunny all the time – more than Florida.
House trade???
When we moved here my wife would say, half jokingly, “It’s too bad they don’t give climbing lessons at the rec center to kids until they’re 4.” And the universal answer was “yeah, that does stink.”