As I sit here writing this post, I can’t help but feel slightly happy, yet absolutely knackered from what turned out to be a really good week away. Sometimes you need some time away from your life to put things into perspective, and this has certainly done this for me over this past week.
I’m not sure what I was really expecting from the city, seen as Leeds is the furthest north in the UK that I have ever been. Colder was my first thought, but it really wasn’t that much different from Swansea. The first thing that I noticed when I got there was the size. Leeds is much bigger than any of the cities that I am used to (Newport, Cardiff and Swansea). It may sound weird but I find the smaller cities are much more “managable”. Leeds just has so many more people in it that it’s kind of intimidating at first, but the more time you spend there, the more chance you get to get involved with the people there.
Not saying that the people in Swansea/South Wales aren’t as friendly, but in Leeds all the staff in the different stores I met seemed to really want to help and it felt genuine, which was pleasant. One of the best bits about Leeds were the clubs that I went to in the evenings, or rather the vast selection of clubs. I went to quite a classy place called Chilli Whites and it was basically an old renovated house, but it had something special about it that’s hard to describe. Maybe it was the roughly 5:1 female to male ratio. 😉 Something else that impressed me was generally a different attitude towards alcohol. All of the people who I socialised with whilst up there treated the beloved substance with much more respect than I and other South Walieans do every time we go out, and has definitely changed my attitude towards it.
I would have liked to have gotten to see a bit more of the culture of the city and an explanation as to why it is actually there, but I blame the company I was with for not knowing or caring as much as me! 😛 We’ll see if I go there again I guess 😀