Not if you live there, I can assure you.
Upon arrival from Sydney to take up a posting in Amsterdam I rented a canal-boat for a few months because . . . well, because.
The real estate agent I had been dealing with didn't mention that the boat was moored right next to a Leather BDSM Nightcub . . . many a night I didn't bother to check out why the boat was rocking nor what the noises coming from the deck were.
After a few months moved to quiet Haarlem . . . and its church bells right across the road - The Netherlands will always be remembered as a noisy place by me.
Anyway, I digress.