Wherever I have lived in the world, I've found that I often become so accustomed to my surroundings that I forget to appreciate all that they have to offer.
London is a case in point. Whilst it is, without doubt, an amazing city, it is also nosiy, dirty and cumbersome to get around. Navigating oneself from one side of the city to other more often than not requires a great deal or patience and fortitude (as an example, London underground has had some epic failures this week, with my commute to work taking over 2 hours rather than the normal 1 hour on two separate occasions).
I do find that these inconvenieneces can mean that I forget to stop and soak in the sights that form part of my world. The above photo is an example - snapped on my phone while I was walking the bridge across the Thames last night from Embankment to Fesitval Hall (I was on my way to a London Philamonic Orchestra concert - yet another thing to feel grateful for...world class entertainment so readily available).
The wind that had been gusting all day had died away, dusk was falling, just a few wisps of clouds in the sky - so I took a moment to admire the vista. From the dome of St Paul's on the left, the Thames, the National Film Theatre, and finally, Festival Hall itself...it is times like these that I do remember to remind myself how fortunate I am to be living in such a fabulous city...