My family has gone on vacation to Solvang, California so many times, I can't even count them. I love that little town so much, all of the Danish flags and pastries and adorable little shops and the horses everywhere. It's quiet and quaint and surrounded by rolling green hills full of wildlife. Every time I visit, I walk around thinking 'This place is so beautiful, I could live here forever'. And I keep thinking that until night falls.
Anybody who lives in Vegas knows the undying eternal rage of a store fucking closing. Well, in Solvang, when the sun goes down- whatever time that may be, EVERYTHING CLOSES. Their grocery store closes. What. The. Fuck. If you are born and raised here, there is NOTHING worse than seeing a closed sign. It means someone went out of business or something here. It's fucking enraging. What if someone needed to go buy Taco Bell at 2 AM or had to get some medicine at the store? Out of fucking luck if you don't live here.
I don't think I'll ever be able to live anywhere but Las Vegas because of this.
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