I went back to my former city of residence this weekend for a short visit. A friend of mine from school is moving across the country, and I wanted to make sure I saw him before he left, and I hadn't been back since I moved, so it seemed like a good time to go back. I had a wonderful time, the weather was gorgeous, and I got to do a lot of things I missed doing and see a lot of old friends I missed. I even went by my old office to say hello to my former coworkers.
It was the perfect trip in the sense that I had a great time, but it also reinforced my decision to move. My former home, while it offers much in the way of culture, is also dirty, loud, crowded and stressful. I felt wound up the minute I landed at the airport. My new home suits me much better, and I'm glad I live here now.
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