When I told Ella that we wanted to move to Idaho now, she just laughed and reminded me that we say that of every place we vacation in. But seriously, Idaho was a revelation. We were in Sun Valley with all of Michael's dad's family, so I have to make allowances for the touristyness of it all, but still. The mornings were cool, the humidity was low, the bike trails were extensive and fun to ride on, the drivers were courteous, the coffee was good, the public libraries were well-stocked, and the mountains reminded me of Otago in a way that got right into my bones.
What's not to love? The politics? Sure, but maybe I can be like that person with the "Blue Girl in a Red State" sticker on her pickup truck? She manages somehow. So now I'm googling Boise real estate and we're trying to figure out when we can take a month to do a mountain state road trip. Because you know, we have to be sure it's not actually Spokane we really want - we flew into the Spokane airport once, years ago, and Michael said it smelled like his people.