I think that it changes over the years. At one time I lived in New York City, in uptown Manhattan, and loved the constant buzz and excitement, the huge range of entertainment, cafes, cultural attractions, the animated and sometimes abrasive people. At another stage in my life I lived in upstate New York and was able to sample the laid-back rural life. This was also stimulating in its own way, and I found peace and relaxation.
Now, in retirement, I live on a beautiful island that has everything I could want. Happy and charming people, flowers, great weather, no flies (!), a good infrastructure so that I can get to anywhere I want easily and quickly.
Looking back, I think that I have been very lucky, because most of the places I have lived were the result of my work, and most of them have been very good for and to me.