Sunset view of RVA
Richmond is definitely a smaller scale city, but there is still plenty to do. And it kinda makes me feel like I'm in an eternal episode of Cheers, where everyone knows my name. (Or even if they don't, they still smile and say "hi".)
I grew up in the suburbs of RVA, so I was a bit sheltered from downtown life.
Things I've discovered:
-Downtown is not nearly as scary as my mom made it out to be. There are not rapists lurking around every corner.
-St. John's Church. I stumbled upon this gem while stopping to see if this old house was a historical marker was some sort of museum (don't ask me why, but I have a fascination with old homes). Patrick Henry gave his "Give me liberty or give me death" speech on the stairs of this church. How did I not know this??
-A bounty of parks with idyllic views of the James River. Hence why Richmond is affectiontely called the River City.
-Concerts. I feel like I'm constantly finding new local bands to follow.
-Museums. Yes, I lived in the museum capital of the country, but do you realize how crowded those got?? I can actually view artwork and have personal space/breathing room.
-Kick-ass cuisine. I grew up going to TGI Fridays, Applebees and Olive Garden. While I love my never-ending salad and breadsticks, there's just something so much better about family-owned restaurants.
-More space and cheaper rent. I think I can actually afford to live on my own now. Hell yes!
But really, I feel more content than I have in a long time. There's something ridiculously freeing about experiencing Richmond through my own eyes and on my own terms. It's like I'm finally forging a life of my own in a place I've always considered home.
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