Pullman: It’s the People

I love Pullman.

We just spent the weekend there, where we celebrated another Cougar football victory! My parents won a lounge at an auction last spring, and I’ll just say, I could get used to that kind of game experience. Free food, free booze and warmth in the weather, plus 50 other Die Hard Cougs – it was just the best.

I learned, loved and lived the last four years in Pullman, and I grew to adore this small, college town. It’s the football games, the Mom’s and Dad’s Weekends, The Coug, the date dashes… I should probably say the classes too, right? Often though, it’s not the place, it’s the people.

I met my best friends in college. They say that’ll happen, but you don’t quite believe it until you experience it. These are the people that just get you and you get them. They’re the ones you can’t believe you’ve only known such a short period of time, because it feels like you’ve known them your whole life.

They’re the friends you go on adventures with… whether little, like trying to find a hike in the Palouse, but end up just climbing to the top of a hill in a random field…

Or bigger ones, like road tripping to Canada for spring break to spend St. Paddy’s Day drinking green beer before you’re legal in the U.S…

They’re the ones who consider your parents some of their best friends too, and love the same things, like van cruises, beer and country music…

They’re the friends that when you don’t see them for months, it seems like just yesterday you moved out of the apartment you shared together senior year…