In general, I don’t love cities–the crowds, the noise, the pollution. Plus, most of my travels are during the month of August. Walking on city pavement in Morocco when it’s 125 degrees F out or in Thailand when the humidity smothers me is not the greatest plan, but it’s when my schedule allows me to travel.
On the other hand, cities are thrilling. Just walking down the street in Bangkok was endlessly interesting. Tucked into little spaces were people’s spirit houses, and on any given sidewalk you could see monks walking among office workers, while dentures of various sizes were displayed for sale.
I love the mix of old and new so frequently on display in cities, whether marveling at the Parthenon shining over Athens or catching a glimpse of Independence Hall on a busy Philadelphia street.
The Parthenon at night in Athens, Greece
(See also: When the lights flicker on at the Parthenon)
With the concentration of people, there’s always so much going on.
So I guess I love cities, after all. Where else can you stick your hand into a bucket of frogs?
Chinatown, New York City
Do you love cities?
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