Get away. Away from squeezing yourself into a packed train, making your way in a slow-moving human tide up stairs and through ticket gates. From walking in a crowd like a soldier ant, trotting ahead to avoid cigarette smoke from a man in front, only to breathe in foul diesel fumes at intersections on the way to the office. Away from a high-rent, tiny apartment or a lifelong mortgage for a small three-bedroom concrete box.
Get away from it all and escape to the countryside, inaka.
Decades ago, it was the other way around. Everyone wanted to live in the cities -- places with decent jobs, exciting entertainment and eventful encounters. Full of hope, young men and women flooded in from the countryside. Their goals: getting married to a pretty girl or a promising businessman, then buying a house in the suburbs with a small garden where their kids could play.