It is quiet and slow, a place where I can’t imagine going “to the office.” 
It’s alienating in that everyone else seems to be more spiritually enlightened than you’ll ever be.
It is also full of color. The greenest greens and the bluest blues, bright flowers growing out of nothing and everything, forests and hipster cafes coexisting, vegan and gluten-free, barbecued pork ribs cooked on the side of the road.
It is a place where the locals are tour guides and the visitors are the people who live there. It is a paradox and a paradise.
It is where I found my wonder. It is a place I love.
C'est Lidi 