So I live in a (relatively) big city now. I’m always fascinated by the (social) super structure that is a city, and also by public transport inside cities. I like how life here never stops. You can find things to do at all hours of the day. I like all the weird and strange things the city has to offer.
It also has it’s downsides. It gets busy, polluted, dirty and noisy. There’s an airbnb close to my appartment and the guests party til 6 in the morning sometimes, on weekdays. If you complain, people say ‘you live in a big city, what do you expect?’ like it’s the normal thing to do. I miss nature sometimes.
I think I’ll eventually move to a village. Preferably at sea. But to be young in a city is a blessing at the moment.
The city. I understand the appeal and tranquility of living in a quiet place at the countryside, but I have spent more than two decades living in a village with little to offer (and what it had to offer being rather expensive) for me to want to live in a big city - The larger, the better. These are, after all, the centres of culture, arts, sciences and progress, and it is impossible to ever leave no stone unturned.