I am getting restless,,,, as usual.....

Living in a small town could be a fun thing.. such as certain safety issues in the community or everyone knowing everyone' business..... if you consider that to be a good thing.
I grew up in Nagoya, Japan, with 2.5 million population. There were probably 50 or so huge high schools, quite a few universities, (I am sure at least 30 of them), major subway system throughout the city, several museums that would each take you half a day or whole day to go through, several concert halls with something going on all the time, 16 huge libraries,,,
and more. My son, Erik has much different outlook on life.
Our town has one university, one or two private schools, no major downtown, no museums, no concert halls except at the university and no subway or buses. It is hard to tell which environment is suited for a human growth and development but I certainly miss a city life. I can't help it. I spent 21 years of my life in Nagoya. If you go to downtown or any grocery, it would be quit rare to run into anyone you know. Life is different for all of us. I won't say which is better or which is superior but I know one thing for sure. I had seen more by the time I was 12. There were just a lot to see when you live in a big city. Internationally acclaimed performers are always in Nagoya throughout the year and you have an access to it. Also, international art exhibit always stopped for a while in Nagoya. I always took those things for granted!!!
Galway was in town at least every other year if not two years in a row. I remember the time Rubinstein was in Nagoya or Rampal was performing. Something about art added a bit of spice to my life. Some of us need that more than some others,,, is how I would have to explain it. Some of us need the "kill" by hunting. Some others would need the "win " of sports in their lives to feel alive. For me,
it is the art.....
I am getting quite thirsty for it now. I think I am going to have to search to see who is going to be performing next 12 months at places within driving distance....

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