It is, in fact, in a different state. As a California girl, this causes me a certain amount of existential confusion every time I need to go from one to the other very quickly, since I know, deep down in my soul, that it takes at least eight hours to go from one state to another. Such is the eternal divide between the East and West Coasts.

Having grown up on the West Coast, I had a similar problem when, while living on Long Island, one of my roommates gleefully announced we were going to go meet up with some friends in Pennsylvania. TWO WHOLE STATES AWAY. And we were making a day trip out of it. We didn't even have to leave before sunrise! It was deeply unnerving, let me tell you.