Originally Posted by backagen (Post 6961595)

I think the simple "fish out of water" analogy sums it up quite well!

Alternatively (I've just had a sudden rush of shit to the brain too) maybe it could be best described as a bit like going to the school canteen on your first day at a new school, fully expecting to be able to choose from a menu of something like, say, Mousaka, Lasagne, Chilli Con Carne or Roast beef, and instead being faced with the choice of Vegemite roll, Villis pasty or sausage roll!

Originally Posted by backagen (Post 6965215)

Not sure if you're a weirdo, but if the cage door is open, and you want to fly away, why don't you do so?

It just seems odd that you "can't be bothered". Surely there's more to it than that, because if you really want to go home, I'm sure you wouldn't stay here just because you can't be bothered!

In my case, the cage door is open too, but there's some reasonably nice (not wonderful but ok) food in the cage, plus there's some scary predators lurking around outside the cage and it sort of feels safe being in the cage.

I still want to leave the cage and fly home, but the above 2 things make it hard, and perhaps a bit tempting to stay put.

Is that sort of what you meant?

Originally Posted by islandergirl (Post 6970441)

For me it's like chicken, nothing dealbreakingly bad about it, just a bit bland, I would RATHER live in the UK, and I don't need to hate it here to feel that way - no one craves chicken really do they?