Buffalove

It’s been a long week. Changing time zones and resetting your internal clock can be a painful process. I woke up every day this week wishing I could snooze my alarm just three more times and squeeze in a few extra hours of sleep. Thank you Labor Day for giving me an extra long weekend.

A few weeks ago, Brandon and I drove around Buffalo to photograph some buildings for a website. We drove to the tops of parking garages, hit the Skyway for different perspectives, and looked for cool spots downtown to showcase. The goal is to help attract new medical residents to the area.

Buffalonians are very proud of their roots — there’s absolutely no denying that. I think each city has their own city pride — even Phoenix, with the “Love Phoenix or Leave Phoenix” campaign back in 2008. But it’s different in Buffalo. Here, you have that small town feel that you just don’t get in cities like Phoenix. For the most part, people are friendly and want to help you. Your local barista knows your name (and probably other things about you because everyone knows everyone here). Your realtor gives you history and geography lessons on every  neighborhood, buildings nearby, even homes he has sold multiple times over the past few years.

There are few places that I’ve visited in the U.S. that actually wear articles of clothing with the name of their city on it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen an “I heart Phoenix” shirt. But there are definitely “I heart Buffalo” shirts, and Buffalonians sure do wear them proudly. That was one of the first things I noticed when we first visited.

What I’m saying is that buffalove is something I really like about living here in WNY. At the risk of sounding cheesy, it makes you feel like you’re part of a community. You’re part of this group of people who band together and work so hard to change the bad rap that Buffalo gets for having bad snow storms. There’s a lot more to Buffalo than snow.

Because from what I’ve seen so far? The weather hasn’t been less than awesome.