Living in a Transition City

London is a city of many transitions.

And by transitions, I am mainly referring to people.  People seem to just come and go all the time.   I used to feel guilty about this, then just…started letting things just be.

I went to an expat event as another way to meet new people – and chatted to a Spanish engineer who have recently arrived in London, a Bulgarian(?) finance lawyer living in the city for a few months, a property developer, film maker learning French because he’ll be traveling there soon, an Italian (we were talking about art and that he hates Picasso for being communist)…so many different types in fact.  Had some good follow up messages from the many new people that I met but am afraid had to brush it off for the time being because of other commitments, but don’t worry I’ll go to another event! There you go, another example of being transient

Relationships and connections take time to grow.  There are barriers, obstacles, hurdles to overcome as well – some of it just happens to be there (different countries), others set up due to life experiences.  Just wonder if it’s from a ‘let’s connect on LinkedIn/Facebook/Twitter now’ mindset.  Chat for a good half hour, hour, two hours, connect online and viola one’s various life updates from the past few years literally at their fingertips on a mobile screen…

Founders Card

I went to a Founders Card London event at the Sanderson Hotel and within a couple of minutes managed to attach myself to a group of tech founders.  We did the networking thing, who are you, what do you do, etc etc then … just started talking about travel and failures.  Another in-transition person was there, a Belgian entrepreneur in the mobile space living in a houseboat in Chelsea (Kensington? Not sure) and somehow talked about fashion and selling jets.  It was a good discussion.  Then we connected on LinkedIn and Twitter and that was that.

That’s networking-event-transition for you though.

My latest big transition moments have involved people in my closer circles – so (new)friends made since The Move to LHR.  When it comes to colleagues, professional contacts, other travellers of-interest, anyone in a familiar space (ie you know that they are reachable) I find it easy to transition in and out of.  Even family, ironically.  But the transition that happens between new and close friends are more difficult.  Flatmates are also in this category as well.

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