Different cities have different sounds, different smells and for me, different allergic reactions. I found myself a few hours west this morning. Waking up to the sounds of birds, light traffic but notably, birds. Now, i'm not just talking about one robin in the tree chirping away. If my ear were as tuned as say, my mother or grandmother, I could have picked out at least 10 different kinds of birds talking. Even now as I sit in the living room in front of the window I'm hearing something that rarely I get a chance to enjoy... Nature.
In my city, you get crows, hundreds and hundreds of them black out the sky at certain times of the year. They pick different spots to land in, drive the locals crazy and surely cause more than one concerned citizen to march down to the local town hall meeting to vent their frustrations. But here, you have a crazy thing. An almost perfect combination of City and well, mother nature.
I won't say that I've been all over the country, my travels have been limited to mostly the north east and a little south. But in a city setting, I think they do a great job of keeping it pretty and inventive while still making it fun. Lots of parks, trees, grass, museums, culture and a variety of eateries; and if you're into it, bars and bars and bars.
I find that while every place needs work, they are actively and intelligently going about making this place welcoming and enjoyable.
Now, if they could just get rid of all these one way streets and make it so that I can remember how to navigate the city without my GPS. That would be spectacular.
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