I have loved the different terrians I have run over the years. I've ran through the pastures of the farm where I grew up, around college towns, up mountain trails, in and out of the streets of Spain and France, on beaches of three different coasts. It's a wonderful way to explore.
I've grown to love small town running now, too. It's nice to stop by Grandma's in the middle of a run to check on her and hear an old story I've never heard before. I enjoy being honked at by people I know instead of strangers who like my running skirt. I even like interrupting my run to walk with someone I know from church and her dog.
Maybe my runs would be more intense somewhere else. : )