I am no longer living in the UK. I left London a couple of days ago on a pleasant, sunny afternoon. It felt awkward, just as changing countries usually does. Yet, while deciding whether to stay or go, I didn’t feel wrenched or pressurized by possible scenarios of what if this- or what if that happens.
London has changed me, in a certain, very specific way.
If I were in a similar situation a few years ago, I would have felt miserable and indecisive. It was easier this time. More straightforward it was. This time choices felt like chances.
London has been an eye-opening and horizon-widening experience. And today, in the end, I am articulate about what I liked in it.
London is clean streets, hectic central areas, tranquil green spaces, free museums, coffee shops for anyone’s taste and interests, an ultimate sense of order, but more than anything, London is its people and communities.
It is diversity, inclusiveness, lack of judgments and little acts of kindness.
It is diversity, inclusiveness, lack of judgments and little acts of kindness.
Once there, you get impressed by the well-marked bus lanes, the endless bicycle alleys, the lack of trash on the streets, but what really stays in your mind is Londoners themselves – the way they greet and thank you, the way strangers on the tube exchange smiles, kids say “Sorry" and people call you a “lady” and not a “girl.”
I found out that little things are crucial things. I understood that the respectful Westminster, the corporate Embankment, the free-spirit Soho, the eccentric Shoreditch and Camden, and the pleasant Notting Hill are just areas and only the people living and working there bring them to life.
London is its people, their ability to swap cynicism and grumpiness with a smile, and a “Yes, please” and “No, thank you,” and their belief in the bright side of humans. London is positivity and genuine willingness to be nice to people.
It thought me that the effort to smile is the same as the effort to sass and you decide which one to go for.


