
There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more. -Byron





Again, an incredible city. Goregous gardens juxtaposed against never ending skyscrapers. There is a reason that people say that if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere...
