Now, I won’t lie—buying a house here is a competitive sport. You’ll view a cottage with “character” (read: low ceilings and a wonky floor) and be told there are already thirty offers. It’s like trying to get a table at a trendy restaurant; you need to be aggressive, charming, and slightly lucky.
Renting is equally fun, with prices that make you question your life choices. But then you walk past a cobbled alleyway covered in wisteria, and you suddenly understand why everyone wants a slice. It’s emotional blackmail, really, but the good kind.
The real trick is accepting that your “affordable” flat might be above a bakery. Pros: you wake up to the smell of croissants. Cons: you will never, ever fit into your jeans again. Sorry, not sorry.
The Commuter’s Bargain
Hitchin’s biggest flex is that it’s only 30 minutes to London by train. You can be in the concrete jungle for meetings while living in a town where people still say “morning” to strangers. It’s the best of both worlds, like having a city boyfriend but a cozy countryside wife.
The train station itself is a marvel of local efficiency. Yes, there will be delays, and yes, the car park is a nightmare, but the platform has a tiny café that sells the best sausage rolls. That’s all you really need for a commute: caffeine and pastry.
When you come back from London, the sigh you let out as you step off the train is audible. The air just feels cleaner, the pace slower, and your shoulders immediately drop from your ears. It’s like taking off a bra after a long day, but for your soul.
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