At last! My wife and I have finally made it to the part of New Hampshire where we’ve long wanted to live. Before leaving California in the middle of summer, last year, the goal was to move to Grafton County where the population is sparse and the mountains and trees abound.
We couldn’t, however, head straight to Grafton County from California. As a nurse, my wife was unable to apply for jobs in her field in the state of New Hampshire without first getting her New Hampshire Nursing License. But before she could get that, she’d first have to establish legal residency in the state. Ridiculous, I know. But so is the sad state of affairs when dealing with heavily regulated industries.
So, with this road block in mind we set off for the city that offered the most job opportunities for entry-level workers: Manchester. It took six months for my wife to land a nursing job in the state, and the location of that job decided where we would live. We were willing to live anywhere in the state of New Hampshire but with the long-term goal of moving to Grafton County. Fortunately, that goal did not take long to realize.
During our time in Manchester I was easily able to find two separate serving positions in nearby restaurants and my wife found a sales position at Macy’s. We were also able to keep our overhead low by sharing a porc manor apartment with other free-staters.
To be honest, neither of us particularly enjoyed living in the city of Manchester. It hasn’t really got anything spectacular going for it except the enormous number of free-staters that also live there. This also benefited us little, however, as both of us are mostly home-bodies and relatively anti-social.
That’s not to say I regret having first moved to Manchester. If I could do it all again, I would. It offered us a foot in the door to the rest of New Hampshire and allowed us the opportunity to network with many like-minded activists.
Where we are now is much more our style. Franconia is a town of 1,100 nestled in the White Mountain National Forest. Its nearest sizable city is the state Capital, Concord, of only 42,000 people and is a distance of roughly 80 miles away. Despite the town being well situated for the SHTF, the entire area is thriving. Furthermore, for outdoor enthusiasts like us the mountains offer unlimited activities for every season, including my personal favorites of mountain-biking, hiking, and snowboarding.
If that isn’t enough, the town folk so far seem to be classy, educated, and open to anarchist ideas. Consider a personal anecdote as evidence. Shortly after our arrival to Franconia I had set out to look for work. I applied at a nearby restaurant for a waitstaff position that was available. I sat down and talked with the owner for an hour and a half. The entire time was spent not discussing my skills as a waiter, but of anarchism, Bitcoin, the criminality of the war of drugs, and the immorality of so-called Intellectual Property. This was a potential employer I was talking to, mind you. Sure enough I was offered the job. Within eight days of arriving in Franconia I had searched for, found, and started a new job at a fine dining establishment.
So, my plans for the foreseeable future include working off debt, preparing for worst case scenarios, spreading the message, and spending considerable time outdoors. I hope you’ll join me in the free state. I have every reason to believe that both the vocational and social opportunities here will exceed your wildest expectations.