My favorite gripe is Kansas.

I'm a native Washingtonian. I grew up in the foothills of the Cascades just outside of Mt. Rainier National Park, Just miles from Gifford
Pinchot National Forest, and an hour from White Pass Ski Resort. We had two huge lakes within 10 miles of home and the ocean was a two hour drive.

My husband, on the other hand, grew up in the worst part of Kansas, not that I've found a good part but this part is the worst I've seen. There is nothing. It is flat. It is brown and the wind blows 90 to nothing 24-7. Wichita is 140 miles away. Kansas City is 500. Denver is 500. We live in tornado alley, just a little over 1/2 hour from
Greensburg, the town that was taken off the map by a 2 mile wide tornado this past year. Yes, Kansas, a lovely place. The cold here is bitter and dry. The wind usually whips up a wind chill in the negative double digits. The snow will fall in drifts, sometimes 4-8 feet high. Ice storms are interesting. The heat is humid. You can't breath. With the wind and the heat combined it's like opening a fully heated oven door. You do not live in Kansas without air conditioning. It is a necessity. The nearest decent body of water might be in Missouri. The nearest ocean would be the gulf. The nearest ski resort, Colorado.

The wages are about half what you get paid in other states. The expenses are worse. We pay for public school. Not just for us but for more illegal aliens than I care to think about. We pay state income tax and sales tax, even on food. I paid over $400 for the tags this year on my car and these idiots pay the tags on all their vehicles in the same month based on last name. Recreation requires travel from here so even recreation is more expensive. They have property taxes due at Christmas time. Are they morons or masochists?
I am forever a Washingtonian. To say I was a Kansan would be admitting I'm defeated. I'm not. I'm a proud Washingtonian, a displaced Washingtonian but a proud one. Doomed to Kansas for the time being but I have a plan and hope to be returning to God's country once again.