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So for anyone interested, here is my list of the funny quirks of “The Springs,” my home sweet home. ) major military installations here: NORAD, Air Force Academy, Ft. I’ve heard estimates that military spending accounts for 70-80% of our local economy, and those figures don’t surprise me.
Most local shops in town offer “military discounts” for active-duty military, and you’ll frequently see soldiers dressed in combat fatigues when you’re shopping or out for dinner.
…as in “fluorescent light bulb.” The strangest pronunciation though, is the way that a lot of older folks call “Pueblo” “pee-yeh-blow.” Cities are bad enough, but people also have trouble with road names.
There are many roads in downtown Colorado Springs that give people a lot of trouble, two that seem nearly impossible: “Cache le Poudre” and “Vermijo.” Cache le Poudre is French for “hide the powder,” and has a fascinating back story of French trappers who hid gunpowder in a river bank a long time ago.
…and the hailstorms are very strange: it will literally be a calm, sunny day, around 80 or 90 degrees, in late July, where you’re sweating in the dry heat, then around pm, a huge deluge of golfball-sized hail falls out of the sky, smashing windshields, denting cars, ripping leaves and flowers off of trees, and then… We live in “Colorado Springs.” That’s easy to pronounce.
20 minutes later, it’s all gone, and it’s warm again. However, just down the road from us is a city called “Buena Vista,” which would obviously be pronounced “bway-nuh vis-ta.” But you can always spot the natives in Colorado Springs—they say it ““.
What a strange sport—I had never heard of this before moving to Colorado.
In the reverse, nobody here has ever heard of Water Polo, which is a huge sport where I grew up. There are about 5 city pools in our entire population of half a million people.
It was just part of our routine—we’d set out our color-coded recycling bins (green/yellow/blue) at the curb next to the garbage can on trash day.
An enormous percentage of our population is active or retired military.
What a lot of people do is work for the Air Force or Army for twenty years and retire to Colorado Springs, working for a private contractor doing the same job as before (Space Systems Engineering, for example) for three times the pay, while drawing military retirement benefits.
We came here for many reasons: clean air, minimal pollution, very little traffic, low crime rates, low taxes, and (most importantly), we had family here.
A few weeks in, I noticed that there are some strange quirks about living in Colorado (and Colorado Springs, specifically) that I hadn’t expected.