Things no one tells you about moving to London

Little fish, meet big pond.

Some people spend their whole lives dreaming of getting away, of leaving the familiar behind to dive headfirst into the uncertainty of being a stranger in a strange land.

On the other hand, I never even considered living anywhere other than New Zealand until a few months before it actually happened.

I love travelling, but I’d always been a holiday kind of person – leaving for a short spell before retreating back to the comfort of home. The idea of upending my life, with all its dependable routines and structure, to start from scratch in a new country was utterly alien to me.

And then, I met someone.

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