Morgantown, WV lies a little over 180 miles from my parent’s front door in Loudoun County, VA, nestled in the Blue Ridge foothills where horses and cattle might well outnumber people.
As the crow flies, Morgantown is not all that far a drive. My dad and I routinely make the journey in under three hours, always arriving in time for a beer at Mario’s before heading down to tailgate in Brown lot with our regular game day crew. And while the point-to-point distance is not considerable, the social dynamics in either place are night and day.
The DC metro area (or DMV or NCR if you’re into that kinda thing) is a prolific melting pot.