
One of the reasons I love to travel is to immerse myself in the culture of the place I'm visiting. I rent an apartment, take public transportation whenever possible, and do as the locals do. It makes for a much more enlightening and worldly experience.
The problem with that is that I end up falling in love with the places I visit. Always.
With Madrid it was love at first sight and very passionate.
Atlanta is a lover I can always turn to for a quick romp, animated conversation, and sparks of creativity.
New York City is my great love. The one I'll always remember that sets the bar for all those that come after.
Currently I'm falling in love with Mexico City. It's like that lover that you're not sure of at first, but you get to know them really quickly and find yourself wanting to be with them all the time.
I always tend to see the good in the places I fall in love with. Yeah, each place has their faults and dark corners, just like we all do. Keeping it ideal, while a bit of an illusion at times, is a great way to remember these lovers in their best moments. I'll take that parting memory every time.


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