The Market.

You walk into the seeming shopping district. The sight similar to what you would call a flea market, although the various races and people selling and buying here showing that this is much more than any weekend affair.

It's by far the most packed area you've been to since arriving to this world, although that does exactly mean much, considering.

And, despite the loud chitter chattering of the populace roaming about, haggling, it's charming. The sights and sounds reminding you of your old world, and the bustling streets you walked to and from work every day. It actually goes as far as to leave you smiling and in a notably better mood than before.

Perhaps you should take a more thorough look around?