Question #6 Tell about your neighborhood and your neighbors.
A: My neighborhood growing up was awesome. We lived in Rancho Embarcadero in Santa Barbara California and we lived up on this hill that overlooked the neighborhood and you could even see the ocean. I would walk or bike to my friend's houses in the neighborhood. Most would come to my house because we had everything. We had a two story playhouse that my dad built, we had a basketball / handball court, we could Rollerblade around the outside of the house, we could play with the many animals that I had, we could jump on the trampoline... better yet we could jump off the platform my dad built unto the trampoline. And so on... our house was awesome. I also would catch lizards outside, walk to the creek to catch tad poles and frogs... we ran into snakes a lot in our backyard... let's see what else. It was a great childhood. Our neighbors were friends of ours. Robin loved us like her own kids. She had little dogs that we would go play with sometimes. Our other neighbors had a dog, Ashes that they never took care of so he pretty much lived at our house. He followed us around the neighborhood, if we slept out in the backyard in the tent he would sleep outside our tent... he was always there no matter where we were. I don't think I ever even talked to the neighbors that owned Ashes... I felt like Ashes was our dog. In fact... those neighbors up and moved one day and they left Ashes behind. When Ashes got too old and sick... we were the ones that ended up taking him to be put to sleep. That was sad day. He was a great dog. They people that took his place were interesting neighbors. They were Ghost Hunters. You probably didn't know Ghost Hunters were a real thing outside the movie Ghost Busters. Well... I guess they are because that is what they did. They had all these crazy things with numbers and that was why they moved into the house next door... or something like that. The next place we lived was on Calle Real. It wasn't really a neighborhood. We lived next to a busy street... in fact sometimes I would hear people honk and scream my name as they drove by the house. We were known for our house because it was made of steel. Our one neighbor was an Egyptian family... one of their daughters was my friend in my grade at school. So that was pretty cool. We hung out sometimes Rana and I. Anyway... best story from those neighbors was that they had intercom's in there house to communicate with each other in different parts of their house. Well... so did we because Jamie and I were in the attic above the garage and it was handy when we had a phone call or were being called to dinner. A few times we noticed other voices on the intercom that was not coming from our house. It was our neighbors yelling at each other in Egyptian. They were calling for someone and getting our house instead. I talked to Rana about it and went over there to try and figure out how it was happening. I talked to my brother over the intercom from their house and it was the funniest thing. It kind of became our joke and we would say hi. I think they ended up getting new intercoms or something.
My neighborhood now... Well I live in Deer Haven in Provo, Utah. The neighborhood is about 50% families and 50% single adults ranging 25 and up. The housing was built for graduates originally. A lot of us are just working... almost everyone is LDS (welcome to Utah) and I like it. The townhouses are nice, I live SUPER close to this beautiful park and I am about 5 minutes from where I work (Novell). I am about 10 minutes to my parents house in Mapleton (now that they have moved to Utah) and about the same distance or less from my sister and her family who live in Springville. I have great friends that live near by and we are about 5 minutes from BYU campus, where we meet for church (really wished we met in a real church). Not sure what else to say about the neighborhood. I have made a lot of great friends here and I really like it. As for my neighbors... I live right next to many of my friends which is awesome. The houses that are RIGHT next to me... well, one is empty right now but our good guys friends (Jason who we hang out with all of the time) are going to move right next door. On the other side we have a crazy Latin family that constantly has fiesta's going on at their house. They have an annoying dog that I tell to shut up almost on a daily basis, they have too many cars and do a crappy parking job and they make a TON of noise. My old roommate Ashley referred to the noises coming from their house as "The Creature" because we were not sure what could really make that noise... but I think it is a combination of the dog and the kids. If only we could get some of our good friends to move in there. Oh well. We have it pretty good.
A: My neighborhood growing up was awesome. We lived in Rancho Embarcadero in Santa Barbara California and we lived up on this hill that overlooked the neighborhood and you could even see the ocean. I would walk or bike to my friend's houses in the neighborhood. Most would come to my house because we had everything. We had a two story playhouse that my dad built, we had a basketball / handball court, we could Rollerblade around the outside of the house, we could play with the many animals that I had, we could jump on the trampoline... better yet we could jump off the platform my dad built unto the trampoline. And so on... our house was awesome. I also would catch lizards outside, walk to the creek to catch tad poles and frogs... we ran into snakes a lot in our backyard... let's see what else. It was a great childhood. Our neighbors were friends of ours. Robin loved us like her own kids. She had little dogs that we would go play with sometimes. Our other neighbors had a dog, Ashes that they never took care of so he pretty much lived at our house. He followed us around the neighborhood, if we slept out in the backyard in the tent he would sleep outside our tent... he was always there no matter where we were. I don't think I ever even talked to the neighbors that owned Ashes... I felt like Ashes was our dog. In fact... those neighbors up and moved one day and they left Ashes behind. When Ashes got too old and sick... we were the ones that ended up taking him to be put to sleep. That was sad day. He was a great dog. They people that took his place were interesting neighbors. They were Ghost Hunters. You probably didn't know Ghost Hunters were a real thing outside the movie Ghost Busters. Well... I guess they are because that is what they did. They had all these crazy things with numbers and that was why they moved into the house next door... or something like that. The next place we lived was on Calle Real. It wasn't really a neighborhood. We lived next to a busy street... in fact sometimes I would hear people honk and scream my name as they drove by the house. We were known for our house because it was made of steel. Our one neighbor was an Egyptian family... one of their daughters was my friend in my grade at school. So that was pretty cool. We hung out sometimes Rana and I. Anyway... best story from those neighbors was that they had intercom's in there house to communicate with each other in different parts of their house. Well... so did we because Jamie and I were in the attic above the garage and it was handy when we had a phone call or were being called to dinner. A few times we noticed other voices on the intercom that was not coming from our house. It was our neighbors yelling at each other in Egyptian. They were calling for someone and getting our house instead. I talked to Rana about it and went over there to try and figure out how it was happening. I talked to my brother over the intercom from their house and it was the funniest thing. It kind of became our joke and we would say hi. I think they ended up getting new intercoms or something.
My neighborhood now... Well I live in Deer Haven in Provo, Utah. The neighborhood is about 50% families and 50% single adults ranging 25 and up. The housing was built for graduates originally. A lot of us are just working... almost everyone is LDS (welcome to Utah) and I like it. The townhouses are nice, I live SUPER close to this beautiful park and I am about 5 minutes from where I work (Novell). I am about 10 minutes to my parents house in Mapleton (now that they have moved to Utah) and about the same distance or less from my sister and her family who live in Springville. I have great friends that live near by and we are about 5 minutes from BYU campus, where we meet for church (really wished we met in a real church). Not sure what else to say about the neighborhood. I have made a lot of great friends here and I really like it. As for my neighbors... I live right next to many of my friends which is awesome. The houses that are RIGHT next to me... well, one is empty right now but our good guys friends (Jason who we hang out with all of the time) are going to move right next door. On the other side we have a crazy Latin family that constantly has fiesta's going on at their house. They have an annoying dog that I tell to shut up almost on a daily basis, they have too many cars and do a crappy parking job and they make a TON of noise. My old roommate Ashley referred to the noises coming from their house as "The Creature" because we were not sure what could really make that noise... but I think it is a combination of the dog and the kids. If only we could get some of our good friends to move in there. Oh well. We have it pretty good.
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