Move Over Scarlett O'Hara, There Is a New Bell In Town

Hey, did I tell you about the time I almost convinced myself I was going to become a southern bell? 

And by becoming a southern bell I mean how I was going to give up the only life I have known for 20 years and leave behind the family and friends who I grew up with.Seriously, I kid you not, I was preparing myself for this. Now anytime my mom has brought up a suitor from out of town (which is usually 9 times out of 10) she tells me that we (yes she said we) will convince him to move here. I never agreed with that concept of hers. I didn't understand why WE had to convince anyone of anything. I didn't want the "we" combination of my mother and I to decide the future of where I lived. I wanted the the "we" combination of the suitor and I to decide this down the road. But then again 9 times out of 10 in desi culture usually the girl is the one to make these sacrifices.

That being said, I was preparing for a life in the boonies. Let's just say the place I was going was an hour and a half way from any real city and the only major attraction between the city and the boonies was the KIA Motor Plant. You know, the same motor plant you see in the KIA commercial these days? Especially if you are watching CNN. I was quite surprised to see the KIA commercial a few weeks back and even more intrigued because I knew exactly where it was located. 

This town was dominated by Koreans. Why you ask? Because of course once you put a major Korean car factory in a remote town all these Korean restaurants will start popping up. I will never forget the day I stopped loving shrimp tempura rolls because I made the mistake of ordering Japanese food at a Korean restaurant and it was swimming in a pool of some mysterious orange sauce with too much mayo. Ick. And yet I went back there an additional 3 more times just to spite myself. In case you haven't picked up by now, somehow I always forget to speak up for myself when I don't want to do something. But you'll be proud, I ordered Chicken Katsu the second and third time and that was not bad. 

And did I mention that if I wanted to go to the nearest grocery store to pick up a wine bottle opener I would cross over to the next town, which also happened to be in the next state. 

Did we talk about how one time when I visited my almost future residence I was utterly confused by why my iPhone decided to change the time zone on me? For a good 15 minutes I wasn't sure if my phone, or the town, or my own luck was playing tricks on me. I had either gained one hour since I had landed in the Peachy state or lost an hour. This was not the first time I had been there, so why was this happening all of a sudden? 

Did I tell you how main street was literally one street and that's all the town really was? Or how I never really saw any of the neighbors each time I visited this suitor of mine? I'm assuming there were neighbors because there were cars in the parking lot. 

The most important thing of all, did we talk about how the nearest Starbucks was 30 minutes away almost three towns over? 

After all this are you still wondering why on earth I was considering moving to the South to become a Southern Bell?

Well....I don't really have a good answer for that one. I just have the truth.

I was willing to give up civilization and my family to start living a new chapter in my life in a new place with a stranger who I was still getting to know at the time.

I was in my own little world and I thought I could do it and be okay with the transition.

I still think I would be okay with a big move, but maybe to a place where the nearest Starbucks is within a 5-10 minute driving distance and with the right guy of course.

And so the journey continues......