Well, I've done it. I packed up my things in York and drove down to London on Monday. I forgot how much I've got used to living in a small town - from Scarborough at 50,000 people and York with 200,000 - walking and cycling everywhere in less than 20 minutes, and crossing town on foot.
It's such a contrast to London with millions of people and from so many different countries. My first task after I unloaded the car was to return it to the hire company in King's Cross and had the dubious pleasure of tackling London traffic in rush hour. Cycling is going to be quite a challenge but I bought a helmet so I have no excuse for not giving it a go although I'll probably leave it until next week.
Funnily enough even though it's such a big place I just discovered that one of the guys in the house I'm staying at is good mates with my old next door neighbour from NZ! More small-world randomness.
