I love Las Vegas. The lights, the constant action, the bars I can dance on... I can only take it a few days at a time or I get sensory overload. One of the most peaceful things I've experienced there was watching the sun rise over the Strip infront of the NY NY. I can't stand the way the strip looks during the day, it just looks so scuzzy to me. But watching the sun rise was beautiful.
Yarmouth, Nova Scotia. Beautiful sleepy fishermans town. I went there every summer as a kid, never appriciated the beauty of it until my last trip (at 19). This sleepy little town where hardly anything is open on a Sunday and few things are open past 7pm every other night. People know their neighbors and people still help each other out.
I know the Grand Canyon isn't a city but damn I loved it there. And the little 1 horse town that was your last stop of populated civilization. They had a dummy in a police car to deter speeders and stop light runners. I wonder how many residents still fall for it.
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