But we stayed just in Paris, and don't love cities. I don't mind them (I mean, I live within Seattle city limites), but really I dislike the center of cities, the buildings, the crowds, the buzz... I like it a little more rural.
Which is probably why I loved Scotland on this trip. Edinburgh is a small city and it doesn't feel very city-like, at least compared to immense size of Paris and London. Nature wasn't contained to manicured parks, but right outside the streets and accessible. Within a short walk, you could feel like you were a million miles away. I love that.
Scotland also feels wild. Once upon a time I desperately wanted there to be fairies. My friend and I thought that if angels existed, then fairies must be their miniatures. I told her when I got back that if there was ever a place where fairies could exist, it would be Scotland.
The other great thing about Scotland is how much feels unchanged. It feels ancient and even what they call the "New Town" was built in the early 19th century. Living in America (and in a young city), I just can't get over the age of the structures in Europe.
All in all-- Scotland, I loved you. You and your people's accents.