Looking at a friend’s photograph on Facebook this morning made me think. He lives in New York, and it’s taken in a high up apartment somewhere. The view of the city beyond is amazing. I immediately thought “Wow I’d like to be there”. Then I realised the desire is for a short visit only. I have become less and less interested in city living with all of the people, and long more and more for the peace elsewhere.
Is this a sign of ageing?
Then I realised giving up city delights such as Cinema Nouveau, a variety of restaurants, a choice of bookshops would be really difficult. Out of the city maybe, but with trips in often enough to still enjoy the city things I love.
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I feel just like that about London…
all big cities have a lot in common
Definitely not a sign of ageing, Sidey, if you’re prepared to travel in and out of the city for enjoyment! I must say I miss living on a farm and the peace of having no ‘close’ neighbours. I would go back in the blink of an eye. But then I’ve never been one for theatre, shopping, etc.
i suppose I could book-shop online, but I LIKE the smell of the books, the ability to browse along, reading titles and authors etc.
I couldn’t live in a big city, the hollow is about as countrified as I’m prepared to go.
you want the best of both worlds 😉 how very sensible of you
I don’t see it as a sign of aging. I think working in a busy city, fighting traffic in and out each day and hoards of people at lunchtimes does that to one. There are days that I long to live in a little log cabin in the middle of a forest, but I’d miss the hustle and bustle before too long.
The hustle and bustle I’ll never miss, but the amenities, oh yes, those I would miss
I don’t care for cities; never did. So it has less to do with my age than my sensabilities.
Glad that you have the right balance in your life, Sidey.
some people thrive on the crowds, the pressure, the ways to find quiet in the noize. Maybe I’m just lazy?