You haven't quite got the concept of the thread, you've got to pick one.

Vancouver. I'm a lucky girl

Nice, most likely.

Cannes or some other place down there if I had to slum it

tough one...living somewhere is more than the atheistic appeal of the place. I'd like to give somewhere in the south of england a go with easy access to europe, failing that.... a nice house in kits would do nicely (now that really is daydreaming with the bloody prices here)

Chapel Porth, Cornwall but would need my two sisters living near by also and I would have to have high speed Internet

I would take the Mountains and Stanley Park back to Toronto with me.

Everything else can stay here.

now thats very interesting

the old adage "grass is not greener...."

Well, not trying to mess up your stats but I'd truly stay where we are now - even down to the exact same bit of property - but I'd rebuild the house to be bigger and less weirdly laid out, and probably buy up a few of the neighbouring properties so we had a bit more land!

Right now I don't really mind the daily challenges that Nova Scotia offers, including the two distinct seasons of "bloody freezing with wind and precipitation" and "hot, humid with vicious human-blood hungry bugs".

I tried the islands for a bit but soon found myself, on a daily basis, looking at the clock. It would always be 1:53pm, exactly 24 hours after the last time I looked at the clock but would feel like only 5 minutes had past. Life on fast-forward, no thank-you.

These days, I prefer life in the slow lane.

I also have no desire to move back to anywhere in Britain, or even any where in Europe and I would be really surprised if I had a sudden, or not so sudden, change of mind.

That said, when I'm old, and have a bad back, (in about 20 years or so) I know for a fact that I will want warmth year-round. My nan had a wooden toy yacht from Madeira, its name was "Funchal", each time I sailed it on the pond at the park it gave me a good feeling, like I should follow it somewhere abroad and it would lead me to an interesting adventure. So maybe Madeira, or maybe somewhere down south USA, I'll get a cowboy hat, gun, hatred for youth and sue at any given opportunity.

Old, English curmudgeon, that's what I want to be, in a virtual, geographically unattached society, or, alternatively, I'll move to Elsewhereville, frantically search for Unobtainium whilst drinking myself sober with pints of Opportunity Mist.

A man after my own heart. Happy Christmas but give me a call before you get addicted to Unobtainium. Tous est possible,

Ditto but more likely Suffolk or Norfolk. Walberswick would do although the second homers from Highgate get a bit trying after a while. Ocean. Pub. Countryside. Devon might work too for that matter.

Turning the question round... why did any of you move to a country where, for a good part of the year, its so bloody cold?

Vancouver, and yes, there are still things I don't like about it, but I've moved around enough to know the grass is not greener.

Van suits me very well.

I would like a second home in NZ though...maybe Nelson or Wellington.

for me it's: Point Grey, where I am now (heights) just a bigger house, Arbutus, Dunbar, Commercial Drive if I had my pick. Any of those 'hoods would work for me.

Coz the woman I met and fell for was already living in Canada.