No I prefer to live in the character, angus. Thailand is, strangely enough, not completely destroyed yet, but it is rapidly being destroyed. Another few years or so.. thats all. By the way, I'm especially gloomy as I'm accomplishing my annual visit to the Worthless Place just now.
News here about thailand is grim, but it's good you're still thriving there. I never
made it to Bangkok, but I watched American Gangster last night, and it made Bangkok,
circa 1969, look like an interesting place indeed.
But I get the question. I too was immediately drawn in by the visual appeal of the
pointy-spired cathedrals like those in New Orleans and Quebec each time I visited
those cities. And the exotic Spanish missions of San Antonio and Santa Fe, and
the WASPy brownstones of Boston, and the intense, forbidding, massive concrete
jungles of Manhattan. Those are places I recall fondly, not only for their
architecture but also for their people, brashly confident in their culture, as has
been point out. Compare this to the suburban sprawl of Los Angeles, Houston,
Atlanta, and Columbus, Ohio.
I guess the point was that some places have an "interesting" vibe. Others seem
more to be the sort of place you just want to pass through on the way to someplace
interesting. I can vividly remember being 19 years old and being asked, by a
bearded and smelly stranger, whether I wanted to buy some "good acid" during
my first visit to New Orleans. And I have to admit that the prospect of such
a procurement was much too intriguing to pass up. But I also think that this
is a highly subjective ranking. One person's cool is another's terrifying.
One person's boring is another's security. Some places are better at hiding
their seamy underbellies, while others are better at marketing it.
Two-for-one, mang. That's the hawkers call in Tijuana. Check it out, ese. TJ
definitely has character. I once watched a woman give a big black dog rim and
hand in a seedy TJ bar. Misspent youth. It cost me five bucks. Well, it cost each of
us five bucks, my three homeboys and I, but I can't imagine a Boston hooker
doing a dog for twenty dollars. Or a Houston hooker, for that matter. Doesn't
mean Houston doesn't have character. It just has a different sort of character.
Small towns are like this too, by the way. Compare Sonoma, NM (home of
the teal green arches and beautiful desert landscapes) to Leominster, MA
(home of what was once the largest cellulose nitrate plant in the US); or
compare Poughkeepsie, NY (a delightful, picturesque place) to
Needles, CA (a place where sandy tumbleweeds blow across the streets.)
Much of this is superficial, you must admit. Architecture, and the like.
In fact, that's most of it. There's also the Jacob Elazar aspect. And,
of course, density of population. But overall, it's still a very subjective
sort of measure. One cannot with any objectivity say that this place has
character while the other does not. Character comes in many forms, and
an apparently underappreciated character is the serene one.
Bangkok would seemed delightful maybe in my twenties to mid-thirties,
before the wife and child came along and made me rethink my priorities,
but alas, as a boring old family guy I generally place school quality, crime
index, clean air and water above "character."