So I've been living on a farm with Beardyman for over a year now. I'm the first to admit that I'm a city girl, so it's been quite an experience. Here's a little break-down of the difference between Farm Life and City Life.
Farm Life:
You can rent a nice sized house, with a huge garden, for roughly the same price as a bachelor flat in town. Oh, and the house also has a lock up garage.
Bugs. So many bugs. We've had bees try to make hives on the outside of the house. Which is cool and all, but when they start coming into the house and attacking me and the animals (I got stung on my face, one of the dogs got stung and I had to kill a bee that was trying to sting April when she was little), they must just fuck off.
You're not sharing walls or any other kind of infrastructure with your neighbours. Which means you don't hear microwave dings, TV shows, bow-chicka-wow-wow etc.
We know our neighbours. Which is actually cool. It's not a town thing to actually get to know your neighbours beyond the "sup" nod you exchange in the parking lot.
We're a good twenty minute drive away from the shops. So you have to plan your shopping, because if you realise you've forgotten the milk when you get home, it's just not worth the time and petrol to schlep the twenty minutes back to the shops, get milk, and drive yet another 20 minutes home.
You don't get ADSL here. So we're on good old mobile internet. Not always fast, but it's better than no internet.
I can walk the dogs in the fields off the leash. It means they come back dirty (especially Bowie, he simply loves the organic, gluten-free mud baths that are offered on the farm >.< ), but they have a ton of fun. Plus, no smoke spewing cars every five minutes to choke up your nostrils.
It's FUCKING COLD here in winter. I thought Joburg winters were cold when I lived in town. Farm winters are just another thing. It's insane, and I'm eternally grateful for tea and gas heaters.
City Life:
You pay over a third of your salary on rent. And you don't get a garage. If you're lucky, a 2 bed townhouse gets one marked spot, and maybe it's got a roof type thing. You also only have the choice of dishwasher OR washing machine. And if your complex doesn't have a laundromat, then washing machine it is! (yes, I know, a dishwasher is a luxury item, but we both fucking hate doing dishes).
You're probably about 2 minutes drive from the shops. So if you forget something, it's not that big a deal to pop down again and get it.
You can hear everything your neighbours are doing. Which is occasionally more entertaining than what's on the TV - especially when you can tell she's faking it. It's also annoying when you have parents that ignore their kids' screaming.
Way fewer bugs. You see fewer spiders and earwigs and flies and moths and bees. Especially bees. Lately the spiders here have taken to crawling up the drain hole of the bathtub and just hanging out. So you'll groggily walk into the bathroom in the morning and get stared at by 5 medium sized spiders that are chilling in the tub. Not cool guys. At lease pay part of the damn rent.
High speed internet. High speed uncapped fibre. I must really love Beardyman. I left high speed fibre internet for him. *sigh*. I still miss it, but totally worth it.
Walks involve leashes, and no mud baths. The scenery isn't nearly as nice, and you don't get to see much in the way of wildlife. Oh, you'd see cows (yes, there was a field in town where cows would graze), but no guinea fowl or jackals.
I mean, both sides have their pros and cons. Farm life isn't for everyone, and city life isn't for everyone. I wouldn't change it, though. We can play music super loud without 15 people complaining, we actually have enough space for a dishwasher, washing machine AND a deep freeze (fancy, eh?), and the garden is big enough for our animals to sprint around in. The sunsets and sunrises here are amazing, which is enough to make it worth the spiders in the tub.
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