After living on Lake Como for five months, I realize how truly blessed I am to be in one of the most amazing, beautiful places on earth.
I also realize I miss chaos.
Growing up in chaotic Asian cities like Bombay, Bangkok and Manila, I knew what it was like to walk through crowded places, throngs of jam-packed people on trains and buses, questionable street food, smells and sights and sounds whizzing by, tickling every one of your senses—or clogging it.
There is always a dense humidity in the air, and the constant buzz of people.
Out here, in Western Europe, there isn’t much of that. There is peace, and quiet, there is amazing nature, there is untouched beauty. And there is so much to love about it.
But there is also a longing in my heart to get back to a little bit of the craziness of living, the things that may be not so tranquil, but force you to find a balance inside. I remember that feeling when shifting my way through the markets of Kampala, and once while watching a sunset on a busy beach in Colombo.
Some cities and towns in Italy do seem to have a nice mixture of both the unexpected, and the sublime.
Have you ever found anywhere in the world during your travels that has a good balance—just enough stimulation, yet just enough silence?