How Californians have changed Arizona

It's been over thirty years now since I moved from Los Angeles to Phoenix, and it really is true, Californians have changed Arizona. Whether it's for the good or bad, of course, depends on your point of view. I'll say right now that I like the changes, even though I love Arizona.

I had many reasons why I left California, the two top ones being that I wanted to be able to buy a house, and also that I didn't sleep well because I always imagined earthquakes. It took me several years to get over imagining earthquakes when I moved to Arizona, about the same time that I bought the house that I'm still in.

My friends in California were sad for me when I left to go live in Arizona - it seemed that I had been exiled, like going to live on the dark side of the moon. And I did everything I could to make myself comfortable in my new desert world, including creating a backyard that reminded me of California, which I call my "Tropical Paradise". And of course I went back and forth to California all of the time, mostly to visit my favorite restaurants, including Joe's Cafe in Santa Barbara, and Sabroso in Canoga Park (they're still there, so please take me there!).

I brought a lot of my California thinking to Arizona, which became less and less obvious over the years, as Arizona changed. I was used to freeways, and Phoenix has built a LOT of them in the past few decades. I became a "clean air freak" while living in LA, and Phoenix started to create and enforce regulations for cleaner air. I've also seen a greater acceptance of people who have different cultures, different religions, different sexual preferences, speak different languages, have a different skin color. I took that for granted in Los Angeles, and wasn't prepared for how much Arizona wasn't so accepting. A good example of this was the cancellation of the Super Bowl from Arizona in 1993. You can Google that if you're interested.

Of course, some things that I liked about California haven't happened in Arizona, my favorite one being that in California cars stop for pedestrians, by law. I remember the first time I stepped into a crosswalk on Wilshire Boulevard and watched the traffic all stop for me.

It pleased me when I could start paying at the pump in Arizona the way I'd done for years in California. Nowadays I like to pay for things with my phone, and when I get a blank look from someone I'm reminded of how it felt very often when I moved to Arizona in 1989. I try to have a cheerful attitude about this, but as an old Californian, I really do wonder about the ponderously-slow pace that Arizona often has. I'm not in any particular hurry, but it's nice to just be able to do stuff, and move on. Yeah, impatient California people, always in a gul-dern hurry!


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