Lived in the 'burbs all m life, save for two semesters in Boston. (I hate ambulance drivers in Boston now

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On one hand, I hate most of the people in my town, especially the ones that pay $350,000 for a house on a 1/3-1/2 acre lot, in a neighborhood that only 4 or 5 years ago was wooded, but now doesn't have a single tree over 20 feet.
But then, I'm 5 minutes from I-295, about an hour by car or train from Boston, and I can get to Rt 1, with a large variety of shopping-type places by using back roads, and completely skipping most of Rt 1 itself.
But then there's the light pollution, and you don't want me to get started on that.
Thankfully, my neighborhood isn't of the "clear-cut-to-cut-cookies" type. The lots are mostly large, and there are plenty of trees older than the homes. Of course, the stupid lady who owns the large field at the end of my street wants to put in
60 houses, without adding to the 2 outlets. Right, that'll fly.
Ideally, I'd like a large-ish house on a hill just slightly south of the White Mountains in new Hampshire. Still close enough to Boston, but with more snow, and less people.