It's interesting how different neighborhoods can be in the same city. In Seattle, my old neighborhood's board (First Hill) was vastly different than that of Ballard, to the point where I wasn't sure my friends who lived there were talking about the same site. The latter sounded like it was filled entirely with militant, yet simultaneously skittish NIMBYers, while mine was filled with park get-togethers and lost puppies. And since you could only see one neighborhood, the other experience was invisible to me.