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26/5/2014 My Life in the Middle of Nowhere http://www.collegemagazine.com/editorial/3766/My-Life-in-the-Middle-of-Nowhere 1/3 My Life in the Middle of Nowhere For four months this year, I lived fifteen minutes from the world’s largest steerable radio telescope – which unless you’re a complete science junkie, probably means absolutely nothing to you. It didn’t mean anything to me either, until I learned it rendered the surrounding 13,000 square mile radius (some of which were my future home) completely technologically useless . I spent my winter working at Snowshoe Mountain Resort in Snowshoe, W.Va., a tiny village located along a ridge nearly 5,000 feet in the sky. One of the closest adjacent towns, Green Bank, W.Va., is where the aforementioned telescope is located. Recently referred to as “America’s Quietest Place" by NBC, the town has a population of 147 Wifi-less, cell-phoneless – sometimes even microwaveless – inhabitants. Its proximity to Snowshoe has kept the popular resort in a National Radio Quiet Zone, meaning a cell phone, and often a computer, is nothing more than an expensive piece of plastic on the mountain. The telescope has kept Snowshoe and its surrounding areas remote, as land in technology prison isn't exactly appealing to most people. The Village on Snowshoe Mountain, W.Va. | knoxnews.com Being raised in a somewhat slow-to-adapt state, I found my situation at Snowshoe odd, but not unheard of. It wasn’t until I started researching that I realized others around the United States are absolutely fascinated by the unwired culture these people are living. I even found several articles citing people “allergic” to radio waves were moving to Green Bank to seek refuge. by Kelsey Thomas on July 06, 2013 Senior > Public Relations > Marshall University 26 592 Like

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26/5/2014 My Life in the Middle of Nowhere

http://www.collegemagazine.com/editorial/3766/My-Life-in-the-Middle-of-Nowhere 1/3

My Life in the Middle of Nowhere

For four months this year, I lived fifteen minutes

from the world’s largest steerable radio telescope

– which unless you’re a complete science junkie,

probably means absolutely nothing to you. It didn’t

mean anything to me either, until I learned it

rendered the surrounding 13,000 square mile

radius (some of which were my future home)

completely technologically useless.

I spent my winter working at Snowshoe

Mountain Resort in Snowshoe, W.Va., a tiny

village located along a ridge nearly 5,000 feet in

the sky. One of the closest adjacent towns,

Green Bank, W.Va., is where the

aforementioned telescope is located. Recently

referred to as “America’s Quietest Place" by NBC, the town has a population of 147 Wifi-less, cell-phoneless –

sometimes even microwaveless – inhabitants. Its proximity to Snowshoe has kept the popular resort in

a National Radio Quiet Zone, meaning a cell phone, and often a computer, is nothing more than an expensive

piece of plastic on the mountain. The telescope has kept Snowshoe and its surrounding areas remote, as

land in technology prison isn't exactly appealing to most people.

The Village on Snowshoe Mountain, W.Va. | knoxnews.com

Being raised in a somewhat slow-to-adapt state, I found my situation at Snowshoe odd, but not unheard of. It

wasn’t until I started researching that I realized others around the United States are absolutely fascinated by

the unwired culture these people are living. I even found several articles citing people “allergic” to radio waves

were moving to Green Bank to seek refuge.

by Kelsey Thomas on July 06, 2013

Senior > Public Relations > Marshall University26592Like

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The Green Bank Telescope in Green Bank, W.Va. | smallerquestions.org

Learning to live without a cell phone was a welcome challenge. No more pointless text message

conversations or Facebook updates during a night out. Most of all, it was refreshing to hang out with people

who weren’t constantly tapping a tiny screen. Once, a friend visited and asked what it was like living virtually

unplugged. As my otherwise-usually-up-to-date-on- all-things-pop-culture-roommate put it,“I didn’t know Kim

Kardashian was pregnant for three whole days!”

View f rom Rav enswood employ ee housing | Photo by Kelsey Thomas

Here are a few other observations I made while living this unique lifestyle.

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· People seem to forget life was possible before cell phones.

Working as a front desk agent, I mostly served as a personal punching bag for those angered by their lack of

cell phone reception. I’d have nightmares about the hurried business man angrily tapping his phone and

simultaneously asking me “Where’s the best place to get some reception?” “Umm… an hour that way,

sir.” My favorite question was when tweens asked if they could use our landline phone cards to text. At first,

people were generally very reluctant to spend even a few hours without a cell phone – after a few days without

annoying phones calls or texts from work, some decided it may be better to join us.

· House phones still exist.

And they were the only way for us to communicate with each other. Exchanging house phone numbers

quickly took me back to elementary school, and picking up a telephone call became an exciting game of

Russian roulette – you never knew who was going to be on the other end. Voicemail was even too advanced

for our clunky landlines. I was reminded just how old school things had gotten when I called someone and

awkwardly hung up at the sound of “hello.” The best part? I hadn’t left a trace. Ha, try doing that with your

smart phone!

· Things get real when the nearest grocery store is more than an hour away.

Trips to Wal-Mart were both a mini-vacation and an all-day affair for my roommate and I. With the nearest fast

food being 45 minutes away, running out of groceries simply wasn’t an option. I realized the intensity of the

situation when we had to sneak our groceries in because we didn’t want our immobile South African hallmates

to hate us for our abundance of newly acquired food (if any of you are reading this, I'm sorry!) Also, I may have

driven a cumulative hour and half for a DQ Blizzard on more than one occasion. Maybe…

· Fashion is nonexistent.

Being unconnected is SUPER casual. When the nearest mall is two hours away, fashion goes out the

window real quick. Prepping for a night out entailed changing into a puffy vest and these-should-have-been-

washed-five-times-ago leggings in the bathroom at work. That’s saying a lot for a girl who rarely goes more

than a day without washing her hair.

· We're way too consumed with electronics.

Get outside. There's so much more to life than a computer screen. There's an entire world outside of the

contact list on your phone. Delete that Snowfight app on your phone and go have a real snowball fight.

Because of technology and social media, our generation is so worried about what everyone else is doing that

we forget what it is we're doing. Unplug (at least a little) and live!