Arriving into Charing Cross on the South Eastern, lingering on Trafalgar Square, watching performance artists in Covent Garden, standing in St. Paul’s Cathedral, catching a double decker on Frant, or simply going for a picnic in Hyde Park, one can’t help but think that this is truly one of the gratest cities in the world.
What makes a city more than just a place with many people is the way it moves throughout the day, the constant flow of energy through its arteries, the pulse of life that never stops.
At its best it is a finely tuned machinery where anyone can go anywhere at anytime and enjoy any space. Whether traveling below or above the ground, walking or roller blading, in a riksha or on foot, whether catching an early show in the West End or resurfacing from a club in Soho, tea at the Ritz or dinner at Royal Albert Hall, whether walking on the Mall, through Chelsea or Belgravia, this is a city that grips you 24/7.
Unlike Paris, London never sleeps. Unlike New York, London is bright, open and green. Unlike Chicago, London ends and the fields begin.
Over the last four years, London has become my favorite city in the world. It’s followed fairly closely by Lisbon and I love Rome. Also, I don’t mind a weekend in New York, but for me this is a ten out of ten. What’s yours?
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