I would never be able to spend all my life in a busy city like Mumbai.
I like going down to London for a couple of days, but it's a place where I'd never fancy living - too busy, too lively, people on top of you.
I come from New York. It's busy. It's populated. It's noisy. It's loud.
When you live in New York City, you run up a long list of things you've been meaning to do.
The stereotype of New Yorkers is that we're people who avoid warm human interaction, we're always in too much of a rush to enjoy simple things, and that we're just generally rude.
New York may be the city that never sleeps, but Shanghai doesn't even sit down, and not just because there is no room.
In New York it seems like there's no Monday or Saturday or Sunday. The town is always moving. The vibe is great.
Delhi is always buzzing, buzzing, buzzing. There's always something to do.
I love New York. New York is busy. It's dirty. It's smelly. I'm a real urban animal: I love cities. I like being in the middle of it all.
Of course, no one has enough time to see every shop that Mumbai has: That would take more lifetimes than even the gods could offer.
I miss the Bay Area - the kind of laid-back lifestyle. Because in Hong Kong, you're going, like, 90 miles an hour, which is fun when you're young.
Oh, I like New York City. It's like my country. The people have good energy, good atmosphere. It's just work, work, work. Everyone is working. It's a lot like my country.
The past--the wild charge at the head of his men up San Juan Hill; the first years of his marriage when he worked late into the summer dusk down in the busy city for young Hildegarde whom he loved; the days before that when he sat smoking far into the night in the gloomy old Button house on Monroe Street with his grandfather-all these had faded like unsubstantial dreams from his mind as though they had never been. He did not remember.
Shanghai was a peculiar city: so many people; everyone seemed to be working all the time. The skyline was beautiful.
In New York, if you spend a few hours doing nothing, you feel like the whole world passed you by.
London's so busy, London's manic half the time.
New York, in itself, has this frenzied, chaotic feeling to it. It's such a big city, and it's always moving, and there are so many people.
Life in New York can be so, I don't know, chaotic, overwhelming, busy, frantic, and often, seniors can easily get overlooked.
Dubai is a vibrant city: Big cars, big buildings... it reminds me of my home town, Hong Kong. People are always on the move here, and there's a lot going on. There are some wonderful architecture and some not-so-wonderful.
Maybe I'm biased because I'm from there. It's close enough to New York but it's not swallowed up by New York's hustle and bustle. Philly's busy enough. There are tons of record stores and record-head friends and plenty of D.I.Y. shows. It's a place where people pass through and bands don't usually skip on tour. There are lots of music resources but it's not too over the top.
I absolutely love the balance between New York and Miami because I go to New York and I get so inspired and it's really busy and it's like the real city and then I come to Miami and I'm just in a happy place.
New York City is crazy; there are people everywhere. New York is the best city in the world, I think. You have everything there.
