I was born and raised in the Seattle-area (read: suburbs) to parents who migrated West from the great cornfields of Iowa (or something romantic like that). I spent many summers crossing the Western United States on various pilgrimages to-and-from Grandparents houses and I can name all fifty states in alphabetical order and lay them out on a map from memory.
I spent my college years studying hipsterdom first-hand in the great city of Portland, Oregon, but made the journey back “home” to Seattle upon graduation.
I am – and always will be – a native Seattleite.
But as another Seattleite pointed out to me this past weekend – we are “rare.”
So today on Twitter I jokingly asked –
How long must one be a resident to become a “Seattleite”? – asks the native Seattleite 🙂
— Laura Kimball (@lamiki) March 27, 2012
Because, in all honestly, I don’t know where being a “Seattlelite” starts and ends if you’re (gasp!) imported. And got the following responses –
— Keridwyn Deller (@keridwyn) March 27, 2012
@lamiki Isn’t it a state of mind more than a length of time?
— kalen (@kalenski) March 27, 2012
@lamiki I considered myself a Seattleite after a year. Something about that city just clicked. Took much longer to call myself a New Yorker!
— kat selvocki (@shinyredtype) March 27, 2012
@lamiki 1 day 😀
— Ken (@kenfucious) March 27, 2012
@lamiki well it takes nearly 20 years to be local in Colorado:) Everyone else is just passing through
— Kendall Ruth (@iamkendal) March 27, 2012
@lamiki When they can walk by the Space Needle without taking a photo of it.
— David Hoang (@davidhoang) March 28, 2012
My question to you – when do you officially become a local?
Photo Credit: Laura Kimball (me!)