City’s like London, big-global cities, captivate their inhabitants. You are seduced into thinking that life could never be as exciting, varied, colourful, enriching (pretty much choose your positive adjective) than anywhere else in the whole wide world. If you manage to extend your web out of the city, it really only stretches to the Northern Hemisphere. Hard to fathom a city in the south with any virtue. Or some would have you believe!
I guess it is then quite unsurprising really that when you muse about the move south – people gasp, blink in a bewildered way and mutter about less job opportunity, weekends to well…. Sydney…. rather than Barcelona. That you will be so far away! 
A genuine concern that you may be bored. When I lived in Australia I never thought that I was limited in my choices in any way. It never occurred to me that I was boring, or bored, certainly not more than some grey days in London anyway!
When contemplating the shift south it is some what scary to think about having to reinvigorate friendships, work networks. But really this is not something that is necessary only in the Southern Hemisphere, or even outside of London. It is just part of moving. I was trying to think about how I felt when I left Sydney today. And to be honest It was pretty traumatic but in the end worked out pretty well…. When I moved here it was hard work but now it feels kind of like home. At the very least I don’t need a map very often (although this may reflect a lack of adventure rather than anything else – sort of found my niche in London or something like that!)
Anyway that is today’s thoughts – You are almost guaranteed that tomorrow I will have moved off to worry about another element of life.
