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Originally Posted by Javed
How do you handle crowded situations?
Does it get you anxious, claustrophobic, angry or do you get a cozy feeling of unity?
Does it affect you differently in different situations?
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I will start hitting if I can't see in front of me. When we go skiing and we have to take a large cable car up (you know, one of those packed with 50+ people), I always make sure I stand on the edge, with my face on the window. If I were to be packed in the middle of that, I'm not sure how I'd handle myself. I'm not that tall, so I can't see over all those heads (most likely, I'll only see backs and fronts, not even shoulders...)
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Originally Posted by montsnmags
I moved to Noosa (a seaside, "green", holiday town) from the most population-dense council in Australia - Sydney (city). Here...yeah, the beaches can get a little close in summer, and the main street can have a lot of people on it, but it all moves slow with happy people.
Saying that, I make infrequent visits to Sydney, just to be there. Sydney is noisy. That's the first thing I notice, and the last. The noise does not stop day or night. Second is that everyone - every single person crushing and rushing the footpaths and shops - is on a mission, going from a point A to a point B. Every single person is in their own little speeding and sparking biosphere of personality, emotion, appearance, motion, orderly disorder or disorderly order, and private neurological universe. They are magnificently beautiful residents of a magnificently beautiful zoo. In those crowds, anonymity, solitude and loneliness are easy...far easier than the relaxed, soft-shelled interractions of familiarity and neighbourliness of my new home.
I need to go back to those crowds. Here rests my soul, and I will be here as much of forever as I can grab, but I still need that introversion and retraction and detachment that I can get in the loud city; that feeling of moving along at one's own pace inside the crowded veins of some mad, dumb beast.
Cheers,
Marc
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I know exactly how you feel when you return to Sydney. Even though the town I work isn't that large, it gets very crowded (it's the only large town in a large area). But my reactions is rather the opposite. I'll do whatever I need to do as fast as I can so I can return to the quiet of my home. And whenever I do get home (after a shopping trip for example), I'll turn off the engine of my car and simply enjoy the sound of silence. I'd probably go nuts if I had to live inside a big city. On the edges of a medium sized one wasn't too bad, but I do prefer the 50-home hamlet I live in now.