We love the city. We love watching people, we love the buzz that moves through buildings, parks and squares like an airflow. The city is home to multiple conformities. In a city it all happens; a microcosmos of opportunities and historic failures.
In one way or another we search for conformities while we travel. We like to understand a religion, a culture or the habits of people in a small village.
We tend to praise ourselves that we are different. We feel special walking around in that different conformity. But when we return home, our own conformity hits us again, right in the face. It’s difficult to escape the conformity that has grown to cover us. Some travel continuously, from one conformity to another. I believe that helps and I envy those who jump from one stepstone to another as soon as conformity tends to take over.
That is exactly why we love to travel to cities. The more extreme, the better. You can travel a whole country to discover multiple conformities or rather visit that one city to see them combined. The city is the place where conformities are born, live next to each other and die again. Cities are Mother Diversity. That’s why we travel: to enjoy the diversity and make a conformity something special.
How about you, do you love to travel to cities?
This post was inspired by Manuel Loigeret, thanks!