Cities.

I live in the middle of nowhere. Completely. It is nice, sometimes. Everything is acceptable where I live, because there are only about 80 people. Like layering, and going to the park at 1 in the morning, and seeing a coach drive past.. surreal. Anyway.
But also, you can't go anywhere, without getting a lift.
One bus a day, disgraceful.
Although, you can walk in the middle of the road, and not have any risk of being run over. Except by a tractor.

Anyway. When I go to cities, normally that one about an hour away called Manchester, it blows my mind how exciting it is.
There are SHOPS. Where you can purchase things. There are many shops, which are the same! Surely it isn't necessary to have about 5 cafes of the same name and selling the same food in a 5 mile radius?
Actually, apart from when you are incredibly peckish.. and looking for Calzone. Which is like pizza, but folded in half. It's good. Anyway. When I went to Manchester one time, my friend and I went to about 5 of these cafe's looking for Calzone. And weren't successful.
But, we can't have everything.
Also, when we go to Manchester, we go on the TRAIN. Which is an exciting prospect.
And, at the train station, we have been so many times that we know where the best deals are.
You can get a large tea for £1.60. Good value. And it's a very large tea. And, as a bonus, is good tea.
Anyway, I realise that I have just been rambling about exciting excursions, and nobody can care less.

(That picture there is of fun buns. Endless fun.)