Is London the Best City in the World
Londoners have a reputation for being rude. We’re not rude; we’re efficient. We don’t have time for small talk because we’re too busy navigating a crowd of tourists taking selfies in the bicycle lane. But ask a Londoner for directions, and they’ll give you a novel-length answer that includes three bus changes and a ghost sighting. We’ll even walk you there, grumbling the whole time. It’s tough love.
We also have an uncanny ability to ignore the most bizarre things. A man in a banana costume riding a unicycle? Monday. A fox stealing a bag of chips from a toddler? Tuesday. A sudden parade of llamas? Must be a film set. This collective “I’m not even going to ask” attitude creates a city that is chaotic but deeply, weirdly safe. You can be your strangest self here, and nobody will blink. In fact, they might take your photo.