The city can surely get you on your toes if you let it.
But then, it's lonely. Very. You don't walk down the streets, you don't know the shopkeeper by name, you don't trust the changes they hand over and count it everytime, a habit you never had before landing in this city. There is this medicine shop from which I bought my contraceptives, my pregnancy support medicines, my every little medical tid-bits over the nine-months' long journey, eventually giving way to buying feeding bottles, diapers and teethers thereafter. The same two men, nice and courteous, greeted me at the counter for the entire span, and never ever for once asked me if I had a boy or a girl.
It is this devoid of human touch!