I’ve always been a big-city kind of person. I love everything about bustling metropolises: the tall, architecturally astounding buildings; the diverse array of people; the freedom and ease of public transportation; the ubiquity of high-quality food, art, and culture; to some extent, even the congestion and stress. I soak up and thrive on the energy exuded by those around me. It’s infectious (if not occasionally exhausting).
Several years ago, I attended graduate school in London, living in the slightly more residential yet still urban Bethnal Green neighborhood (for reference, my flat was a 10-minute walk from the Gherkin). If I wasn’t taking weekend trips to other big cities, like Dublin, Paris, or Amsterdam, I was exploring London’s markets, museums, and expansive parks—a little slice of greenery in the middle of the city.