We have the tendency to search for familiarity, be it from fellow beings or surrounding sights. A familiar voice, a familiar scent, a familiar lane, a familiar pot of flowers even. And that is what keeps us sane. The road less travelled however may seem intimidating at first glance, but I guess it could be rewarding once psychological barriers are overcome.
Rigatoni all'Amatriciana. For the all-embracing.
Perhaps having no distinct culture is what makes London so accepting, and probably that is its true character.
