When we were their age we walked uphill both ways! Well, that’s not true, but many of us had to learn how to drive a stick shift and deal with hills – that’s a skill!
Anyways, for me it’s not so much the hills that would matter as the distance if I’m walking. I attended school on a flat campus but it was huge and the walk was long. Sometimes I had trouble getting from one class to another on time.
Zika phobia. I don’t even want to visit places with Zika mosquitoes, much less have a kid attend college there. Climbing hills with a 30 lb pack is no big deal.
Hills in the LA Basin? Apart from the Hollywood Hills, I am trying to think of any I saw in my lifetime while living in LA. I guess it’s all about perception. I hate LA weather. It’s either warm or hot. Never interesting. Except El Niño years. Those were interesting. I was delighted to get married in LA during a particularly wet El Niño season, but my British future in-laws were underwhelmed.
Growing up in a flat state, my daughter is a little freaked out by hills. And after almost 30 years, driving down into Ithaca freaked me a little as well. Regardless, she is very, very excited about rolling down Libe Slope at Cornell… in winter. At first I thought she expects to fall, but no, she wants to see if she becomes a human snow ball.
I went to Syracuse back in the old days when we never ever closed for weather - you got there, even off the hill. I lived at the top of the aptly-named Mount Olympus for two years, and then at the top of a 20-story residence hall for my last two. When there were fire drills, you were better off walking those 20 flights of stairs to get back to your room, rather than wait for one of three elevators, and we did!