Mostly it's quiet but in the spring the motorcycles come out to play and I can hear them from miles away.

I found out I am a man and not a coworker. There seems to be a requisite cackling outside my office that I don’t understand because “I a guy and I am too serious”. I close my door to focus. Now I am antisocial. So I listen to the cackling and it’s about people not doing their jobs. WTF!
Put me down for a 2-fer, Bob

Urban, multicultural London here. Sirens, car stereos, people who sound their horn because they can't be bothered to walk twenty feet and ring a bell, parties, lawn-mowers, strimmers, radios. people using their mobile phones in the street and gardens, helicopters - it never ends. If I wasn't already mad it would get me there.

Yes. I moved from a suburban area to a more metro area and the noise is a pain in the ass. It's never quiet.

What used to be a quiet neighborhood now has Hasidic parties in the street with music blasting. The synagogue across the street also has parties some times with blasting music. It doesn't always happen during the day either and goes into the early hours of the morning at like 2-3am some times. Just the other day there was a party with hundreds of people in the street with music blasting all day. Nobody wants to hear your fucking music all day. They had the cops with them, so what can you do? Some times they burn stuff in the streets for a certain holiday leaving soot and garbage all over the street, and the smell is horrendous. The fire department comes by like 3 or 4 times during the day. What a waste of city resources. You want to celebrate then celebrate, but don't disturb everyone else or be inconsiderate in the process. A new Hatzolah (EMS - ambulance) just opened right across the street and I understand they help people, but through the night you hear the sirens blaring. Then for some reason EVERY night at like 2am, there is some garbage pickup service for the synagogue and all you hear is the truck beeping and the engine. Then some asshole's car alarm randomly keeps going off. Last week it went off again and every time they shut it off it went back on over and over. Last night some jackasses decided to move a bunch of metal into a box truck near the synagogue at like 10pm. It's like I live in the fucking Twilight Zone.....and I'm not even in Manhattan.

It’s noisier here than when I was in the mountains. Still, it’s not bad: wind chimes, not much traffic, occasional barking dog. There is, though, a teenager with a truly obnoxious motorbike.

I live across the highway from the train tracks. After 8 years I’ve pretty much tuned the trains’ noise out. But there are always the occasional asses who would blow the train horns excessively beyond the requirements at 3 am just because they can.

Oh good grief yes. Hate it. Doing the math since there isn't a designated "lawn maintenance" margin of hours here one could conceivably hear a leaf blower, edger or mower every hour until 10 pm. There's even one cretin that has a service who's been here as early as 7am. Then there is the lovely feature that is the high school right behind us. It's so fun hearing their games @ 200 decibels on the nicest of days/evenings and stadium lights..... (it's only cool when the band is doing a drum piece, which isn't nearly often enough to offset how incredibly annoying they are)
Drives me nuts. So wish could find a viable location on outskirts without a gillion dollar price tag.

Not that bad here, yet. Everyone endures noise pollution. Most don't even notice anymore: lawnmowers, leaf blowers, tree grinders, cars, delivery trucks, dogs barking excessively, etc. I feel for you. I couldn't live in excessively noisy places. I'd stress.

When I was a kid I would look out my bedroom window before going to sleep and I could see and hear interstate 80.
They've since built walls to keep the road noise down.

A class action lawsuit is needed.

I hope you're not too badly affected

I have problems with noisy neighbours and large metal gates banging. The latter is a serious problem which is affecting my physical and mental health.

pretty much just the birds and the breeze. the occasional pick-up truck with big tires going down the road.