Transplants vs DC Natives

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

You do realize that the overwhelming majority of DC "Natives" have never stepped foot in a country club, were never on a swim team, and had nothing to do with lacrosse, right? BBQing? Now that might be another matter.

You need to get out more, and discover the real DC.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

I think you might be talking about suburbanites? Isn't "WJ" a high school in Bethesda? That is in no way analogous to growing up in the Marion Barry D.C.of the 70s-early 90s

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

You do realize that the overwhelming majority of DC "Natives" have never stepped foot in a country club, were never on a swim team, and had nothing to do with lacrosse, right? BBQing? Now that might be another matter.

You need to get out more, and discover the real DC.

Well she did use WJ as the high school which is not in DC, but Rockville somewhere. So her fiancée isn't actually a native Washingtonian either.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

I think you might be talking about suburbanites? Isn't "WJ" a high school in Bethesda? That is in no way analogous to growing up in the Marion Barry D.C.of the 70s-early 90s

NP. Kids in the close in suburbs, particularly the wealthy ones, socialized with the DC private school kids all the time. It's more analogous to a kid from St Albans hanging out with a girl from Stone Ridge- they may not be both in "DC proper" but they often run in similar circles and have similar socio economic backgrounds. I think that's what she was referencing.

[Anonymous]

Well, whatever she was referring to was really nauseating.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

I think you might be talking about suburbanites? Isn't "WJ" a high school in Bethesda? That is in no way analogous to growing up in the Marion Barry D.C.of the 70s-early 90s

NP. Kids in the close in suburbs, particularly the wealthy ones, socialized with the DC private school kids all the time. It's more analogous to a kid from St Albans hanging out with a girl from Stone Ridge- they may not be both in "DC proper" but they often run in similar circles and have similar socio economic backgrounds. I think that's what she was referencing.

Yes, this. Lots of bleed-over between Upper NW, Bethesda/CC, and Potomac kids. Lots of them continue to run in the same social circles and live in the same general area. They all spend lots of time running around DC and catching shows downtown in their youth.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

I think you might be talking about suburbanites? Isn't "WJ" a high school in Bethesda? That is in no way analogous to growing up in the Marion Barry D.C.of the 70s-early 90s

NP. Kids in the close in suburbs, particularly the wealthy ones, socialized with the DC private school kids all the time. It's more analogous to a kid from St Albans hanging out with a girl from Stone Ridge- they may not be both in "DC proper" but they often run in similar circles and have similar socio economic backgrounds. I think that's what she was referencing.

Yes, this. Lots of bleed-over between Upper NW, Bethesda/CC, and Potomac kids. Lots of them continue to run in the same social circles and live in the same general area. They all spend lots of time running around DC and catching shows downtown in their youth.

Yep.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Am I a transplant? I've lived here since 1994. I'm 45. I sure feel like a native at this point.

Yes, you are a transplant. If you can't answer "where did you go to school?", then you are a transplant.

Transplant here, currently engaged to a Native.
I strongly agree, that school identity is a key distinguishing feature among my Native friends. Typical conversation: "Oh, do you know Tim?" "No - which high school did he go to?" "Oh, he went WJ, he ran around with James and the lacrosse guys." "Oh wow, small world!"
Even if you've lived here for 25 years as an adult, you're still a Transplant.


The Natives really stick together. They all grew up in the same neighborhood, attended the same schools, do favors for each other in business and real estate, socialize together (same country clubs, swim clubs, BBQs, etc.) and are raising kids together.

The only way to truly break in to their inner circle is to marry into it. The Natives I met through my fiancee are very lovely, kind, and genuine people. Many of them come from Old Money. Lots of business owners among the Natives. Lots of connections into the highest reaches of Federal government (usually through parents and close family friends).

I think you might be talking about suburbanites? Isn't "WJ" a high school in Bethesda? That is in no way analogous to growing up in the Marion Barry D.C.of the 70s-early 90s

NP. Kids in the close in suburbs, particularly the wealthy ones, socialized with the DC private school kids all the time. It's more analogous to a kid from St Albans hanging out with a girl from Stone Ridge- they may not be both in "DC proper" but they often run in similar circles and have similar socio economic backgrounds. I think that's what she was referencing.

Yes, as a Sidwell grad, I'm aware of this. I also understand that living in Woodley Park in 1979 was very different than living in Martin's Additions. The two weren't interchangeable in those decades.

Even if both sets of parents were journalists or lawyers, the day-to-day was different due to crime, grit, public transit and the AA culture that dominated Chocolate City after the riots. I miss old DC.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

Fairfax getting you down?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

Fairfax getting you down?

I realize that was a pretty awful post. I'm just having an off day, I don't really hate it here. It's just not my preferred area and the summer months here are really unbearable. I am fine and even like/love the area in the fall though.

Not in Fairfax, but in Bethesda.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

Fairfax getting you down?

I realize that was a pretty awful post. I'm just having an off day, I don't really hate it here. It's just not my preferred area and the summer months here are really unbearable. I am fine and even like/love the area in the fall though.

Not in Fairfax, but in Bethesda.

So you don't actually live in DC. Why are you in this thread?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

Fairfax getting you down?

I realize that was a pretty awful post. I'm just having an off day, I don't really hate it here. It's just not my preferred area and the summer months here are really unbearable. I am fine and even like/love the area in the fall though.

Not in Fairfax, but in Bethesda.

So you don't actually live in DC. Why are you in this thread?

STFU

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think transplants seem more infatuated with the area in general. They seem to view the city through perpetual rose colored glasses.

On the other hand, natives don't seem all that impressed. They don't seem to have the same thrill or appreciation that the transplants do, when seeing monuments or Dupont Circle other "DC" things

Transplant here, and I detest this area. I cried when I found out we had to move back after being away for ten glorious years.

Now I'm here, and it's all about escaping at the first opportunity. There is no thrill, just dread.

Fairfax getting you down?

I realize that was a pretty awful post. I'm just having an off day, I don't really hate it here. It's just not my preferred area and the summer months here are really unbearable. I am fine and even like/love the area in the fall though.

Not in Fairfax, but in Bethesda.

So you don't actually live in DC. Why are you in this thread?

I've lived in DC too. It's all the same to me. I'm in Bethesda NOW, but we've lived in the area on and off for twenty years.