The North-End
When I first moved to the 208’s and Annie and I got a place of our own, its location, was what it’s known as Boise’s North-End. Nothing fancy, just an old apartment, like everything in the area, everything build in the 50s and 60s or perhaps even older — in fact, I think older.
This is where all the hipsters lived, or live. Also people of certain status, as most old houses are more expensive than newer ones. Additionally, in its location, it is close to Downtown Boise. 13th Street, Harry’s (the local bar), Hyde Park, Bogus Basin, and easy access to the foothills, and all the stuff people like. We lived in this area for at least 3 years. We loved it! It was our vibe, at the time.
Later we moved to the, I don’t know. The suburbs? Always with the mindset, or goal, that we would come back to our precious North-End Boise. We have lived in our current place for over 5 years now, maybe even more, I can’t remember. This weekend, we went to what used to be one of our most visited restaurants in the area back then, Highlands Hollow. First of, back then, it was a 5-minute drive, and now, it is at least 25-30 minutes. At least long enough for Marley to start complaining that she’s hungry, and it was taking too long to get there. And, while getting there — and once there — seeing the people there and everything, I felt out of place, like I didn’t belong in the area.
I felt like now, in this area, for you to truly belong to it, it is required a level of snobbishness that I no longer have or care for. I don’t know how to explain it, but it either isn’t the same North-End I used to live, or it has always been the same and I just didn’t see it and I have changed.
That being said, our closest friends, live in the North-End, idly enough. They are definitely snobby but they are good people. 🤷🏻♂️
