22. Louisville, Kentucky. I traded my Army issued boots and small town for sweater-and-peacoat-weather, overpriced coffee, nonexistent parking, and excessive traffic. Poor excuse for a city slicker - because you can take me outta the country, but ya sure can’t take the country outta me. I’d say I’m a perfect balance of intellectual and simple - I’ll debate politics with you and tell you all about the classic literature I’m reading, but I can turn right around and talk sports and throw back beers. I’m always looking to meet interesting people - especially if you live in the Louisville area. Don’t be a stranger.