Darn been dragged back onto this when attempting to leave, hey PepperSocks.
I moved from the city where I lived for 25 years from birth to the country to marry and life with my Wife and I can say I would never go back, ever.
That's my personal opinion though and I love the city and
journeys away from them. I find the enclosed bustle really hard to handle since sampling life in a small village. I used to head straight in to busy town centres head down bash and barge my way through the crowds like everyone does without eye contact or connection to another living soul as necessity and had a shock when I moved.
The biggest impact at first was volume. Or lack of it. It was weird took a long time to get used to the silence, now I embrace and love it, plus I don't have to crank my system to get the desired effect to drown out the noise of vandals, muggers, gangs of feral youth terrorists, rapists etc.

(that's a joke you know what I mean, bustle all hours) When I moved into my house in 'middle-of-nowhere's-ville' I remember being sat downstairs trying to wonder what this strange lack of something I was experiencing for the first time could be (silence, complete silence) when a door in the upstairs of my house was slowly blown open and gently rested against the latch. This sounded like two trains colliding and I thought the house was collapsing or the earth was ending so was the effect of the difference in volume.
The next shock was people would stop me in the street to talk, this was strange, I thought maybe this old lady was mental so scuttled off until it happened again. It's infectious and lovely that strangers feel at ease to stop and have a conversation about something for no real reason then make friends. People round here know each other and look out for each other, in the city (the one I came from anyway) it was survival of the fittest or richest. Dog eat dog, dog ya herd? Holla. I'm generalising I know but I know my neighbours here, well in fact. Not just speculate about their sexual preferences, odd goings on and noise levels after nine at night.
However I miss being able to open my door and reach into a shop and seemingly buy anything then, there, no waiting, I want, got it. Great.
If I didn't have a car I'd be lost, no doubt. It would be crippling. Even getting milk is an expedition that takes planning and time. Lot's spent on fuel. UK is expensive.
I found the country folk also to be slightly narrow minded, a little bigoted in their opinions and stuck in their ways, where I live racism is slightly inherent and shocked me when I heard terms of abuse used so freely, I have blushed and broke eye contact more than once and been completely offended and shocked on others. I know I wont change this by tackling them so I have to ignore this ignorance (and it is ignorance, not hatred although I have witnessed that aswell which sickened us to the bone, a asain family opened a pizza shop in the village before long they had bricks through the windows, abuse written on walls, followed round the village, they made fine pizza and it was a damn disgrace when they were drove out of this village, I was ashamed to be human that day) and stick to my own beliefs and not allow it wash onto me or become part of my dialect or my childs, ever.
The city however is completely integrated and has a tolerant mix of seemingly every culture and race on the planet and benefits from this. Issues of race are less existent because these views are not generally tolerated in this environment.
Lot's more to say but already dumped a load here already, doh.
Make it snappier got to go:
City lot's to do, never bored, lots of jobs and services.
Country stunning views of green pastures animals, space to move and air quality (my asthma and hayfever cleared on it's own).
It is what you want to get out of it, and the pace you require and enjoy.
I wish I could articulate myself better like the other posters on here. A lot of the above is generalisation and personal drone, sorry, stim kicking in would seem, but I am dumb as I live near a farm oh arrrrrr. I'm going now as would like discussion but know the different timezones wont allow us to meet and I'll be left heartbroken again waiting for you lot with flowers and a tear.
In conclusion I should stop typing NOW. Ploughing to be done. 'Ere boy.
Farmer crew, big up yourselves. - City massive, respect to the masseeve, aie.