I've just returned home on the red-eye, ruined for other cities. I've been in Seattle and loved exploring the Central Library, designed by Rem Koolhaas, but I always feel slightly out of place in West Coast pearls like Seattle and San Francisco. The caffeine never seems to quite kick in out there, and for me there's a jarring disconnect between Starbucks gleam and Skid Row grunge.
Whaddaya want? Give me New York, where a fine grit covers everything.