“I would suggest a bug out place that is very difficult to find, a place that regular people would not try to get to...”
I live in town in a place exactly like you wrote above. If you had the address, you couldn’t find it because nunerous people have tried and still miss it. No regular people try to get here because they don’t know it exists. It’s just a strange placement that happened and it’s an optical illusion so that a brain passes by where it is.
I didn’t buy this place because of that, it didn’t cross my mind, in fact it was a bother because I’d have to watch closely to get here myself and I still do or I’d pass it up. So, I think it was a God thing that put me in this spot in town close to everything I need, yet being hidden.
It amazes me how many people these days can't follow simple directions. We're not far off the road and seems easy enough but even the second or third time people come out here we have to stand in the road and direct them with a phone.
I'm not so worried about city zombies because Katrina and Sandy have shown they'd never make it out of the city limits on their own. I'm more worried about the dingbat libs who've moved in around us. The latest dingbatty thing was one of them calling up all upset because a bird hit their window and they're just not country folk like me. Was I supposed to chase down the bird and give him a good talking to? I'm assuming the "country" comment was an insult but who called whom over a bird...