Okay, this has nothing to do with Carrie Bradshaw. It's the wrong city, and the wrong scenario, but it sounded better than 'City Slicker' so just go with it. 

It's also worth noting before you read on, that I am originally, a country bumpkin. I grew up against a backdrop of rapeseed, the aroma of manure and the echo of horses trotting delicately along the tranquil road outside my house. It sounds idyllic doesn't it? It was. It still is, and I still return from visits home feeling melancholy and despondent. The train journey back is not quite as exhilarating as the journey up! 

HOWEVER, that all quite hastily subsides when my train pulls into the platform and I step onto the concourse at Kings Cross. I'm back! Back into the hustle and bustle of this dazzling city that I now call my home. London. A place where strangers are strangers and anonymity becomes an asset. You can only truly appreciate this when you've understood that real small town feeling (anyone from Harrogate knows that it is a town far smaller than it's population, especially after you've been to school there!) 

I adore London. On the weekend I can find myself outside every major Central London landmark in under 30 minutes door-to-door (in many instances, it's far less). There's an ebullience about London that you don't get anywhere else. I worked a summer in New York City once. I commuted from Jersey City into Manhattan 15 minutes each way, and it was great. I felt like I was temporarily 'living the dream'. Doing one of those big 'life things'. It was a huge thing and it was an incredible experience, but it didn't give me the same feeling as London does. For its size and international status, something about London feels like home and that's not because it's on UK soil. It's a world away from the life I lived in the years leading up to my big move down south. To me, London still feels like it looked in movies I used to watch as a child. Well established and warm (NOT literally). 

It's marmite. You either love living in London or you hate it and last about 5 minutes. I'm allergic to marmite apparently so it's a good job I love London. 

If you're thinking about a move to London, but you're unsure, take the plunge. Give it a go. You don't know until you've tried it. It IS a huge change and it takes boldness, but it might be the change you're needing. Do something that scares you. 

Read this article from CV Library. It bigs up our beautiful city and it might give you some food for thought: