I’m dog-sitting in Pleasant Hill for a couple of weeks. When idly checking for something to do out here, I was surprised to find a motherlode of options. It’s like there’s this whole, awesome Stars Hollow town under the featureless suburb I remember from my younger years.
For example, on Saturday, I will be attending a library book sale at a Mayberry-esque spot known to locals as “the schoolhouse.” The night before that, I can check out Garage Bands at the Lake, which is local acts performing at the man-made puddle outside City Hall. Also at City Hall is a regular Teen Moonlight Movie, where kids can come sit on the lawn and see blockbuster movies outdoors for free. Or the whole family could attend the Dive In Movie Night at the rec center pool, where you can swim while you watch Pirates of the Caribbean. On the Fourth of July, you can plan your whole day around town-sponsored activities, including a cooling-off visit to something called the “sprayground.”
Why so cool, P Hill? When I was growing up, the only sprayground we had was Michele’s garage. (Because of the cats, get it?) There was no Brazilian takeout place, no beaver controversy, no Derby Day competitions. Things have changed.
I still don’t want to live here, but it really is a nice place to visit.
This is not my town.