On fewer than fingers of one hand, I can count the cities with which I've fallen in love. Born and raised in a cow town in northern California, I initially had little appreciation of what a city could offer. But thankfully, my first long-term city experience was Tokyo. Now that's a city. And from there, it was straight to Manhattan, where I lived for ten years. It's still my favorite. Everything you want within a 5 block radius. Loud, anonymous, intense, but more home than anywhere I've ever been.
A real city will give you what you need when you look out the window or walk out the door. I found that in Manhattan, Tokyo, and London. And until last week, I hadn't really found that again until I visited Vancouver.
The whole family tagged along with Sumie for a nephrology conference. It was our first international family trip, outside of Japan, and the kids were excited. Rather than booking a hotel (which, with three kids, would have been hell) we researched Airbnb. Sumie found a gem. From the 32nd floor on the edge of China Town, we were met with this incredible view.