I have lived in San Diego county for over 25 years. There was a 1 year spent in Florida but home beckoned me. My 2nd child was born in rural Maine where we spent 2 years.Our family missed the weather and California mindset. Other states are gorgeous, but Iwas raised a Californian. Ther is no place like home.

I live on the West Island of Montreal, a city that has shades of many European cities. A 26 bridge city where the second snow leaves the ground, outdoor cafes burst forth with culinary delicacies to make you swoon, a city chock full of summer festivals to knock your socks off. A safe to walk city of world class universities, good health care, and enough eccentric, wild and creative individuals to make you want to move here immediately. Montreal is like a mini NYC/San Francisco, my two other favorite cities. Mugsy, my bro lives in Albany, SF. We are five minutes from a lake, two minutes from a bus stop. We have lovingly renovated our home over time and would not change a thing about our life here. We travel extensively and yet, any time we find ourselves crossing bridge or sky into Montreal, we tear up. I spent a year teaching in Thailand, so there is a little heart for Bangkok. BUT, I love Montreal.

We’re planning a trip to NYC in September. Can any New Yorkers tell me where that new (old) flea market is- you know, the one that has just moved to a new location? I seem to have read an article on it months ago and want to check it out. Thanks!

I live in the Seattle area; have for most of my life and I wouldn’t be anywhere that wasn’t near salt water. I love the salt, the smell of the water which I try to walk by as often as possible—and for all my travels it’s all about coming home in the end. Coming home where you feel it’s safe, where you can heal, recharge, take stock. When Anne was alive it was to her I returned, not the place,just her; she was my home. In her arms I could heal, forget the world and be myself again. Annie, my home and coming home to her was in the end the only reason to return.

Born and raised in Boston, lived in England a few years, came back and moved to Southwest Ct- LI Sounds is not the ocean, but it s nice to walk the beaches. We’re about 60 miles from NYC and try to get there as often as time and money permit. We wanted to give my daughter the roots my husband didn’t have- so we’ve stayed in the house for 22 years. I’d like change of venue - a chance to renovate another house after 22 years experience with this one. We wanted roots for our daughter and we settled in too.

I live in San Diego…close to where my husband was raised. I was raised in Michigan where he and I met. We came back out here because of a death in his immediate family and decided to stay. It was mostly a homesick thing for him and a wanderlust thing for me and we just never left. Jobs and children and raising them, and then grandchildren and other jobs and his family, and being able to visit my family whenever I wanted to, and probably biggest was the weather. I love snow, actually miss the seasons….but I don’t want to deal with it and he was never really into it, and this climate has just suited us, so this is home!

Funny this question should come up, because I’ve been thinking about moving more and more these days. I was born and raised in Mexico City and for the first 20 years of my life I never even considered living anywhere else. As Mexico City started to grow exponentially, with all the inherent problems of pollution but, mostly, crime, the idea of leaving became more and more appealing. When I got married, in ‘92, we had the chance to move to Veracruz, a lovely city in the Gulf of Mexico coast. I loved it there! We then moved to Xalapa (also in the State of Veracruz) and then had to go back to Mexico City. A few years later, we jumped at the opportunity of emigrating to the U.S. My company transferred me to San Antonio, Texas and then to Houston. I loved San Antonio. It truly felt like home. From Houston, we moved to Southern California so we could be closer to my family. We lived for 5 years in Orange County. We had a good life there, but it was still too big for us; we had moved from Mexico City looking for a quieter lifestyle, which we certainly did not have in SoCal. A few years ago, after we had finally had it with corporate America, we decided to cash in on the real estate bubble and move to Vegas and open our own business. We figured LV was still cheaper than SoCal and still close enough for us to drive back and forth to visit family. We’ve been in Vegas since ‘05 and I DO NOT LIKE IT. I don’t know what it is. Other than the Strip, the city itself is ugly. I miss the grass and trees you see everywhere else (well, it’s the desert, what did I expect?). No offense to other Las Vegans out there, but the people here are….how should I say…rude?, uneducated? Of course, it’s never OK to generalize, but most people here have no class, and by ‘class’ I don’t mean money; I mean it just as a way of conducting oneself. Anyway, this and the fact that our business did not turn out to be the way we expected it, has me thinking more and more about moving from here. I know I want a quiet lifestyle. The 5-bedroom house and 2.5 cars is just not appealing anymore. I want to move somewhere I can be close to family, affordable enough for us to be able to pay cash for a condo or house and not have the mortgage payment over our shoulders, so that we can focus not on getting a ‘job’, but on doing something that we actually enjoy, whatever that is. I guess my search is not so much for a place to move to, but is more a search for my own self. What I do know now, for sure, is that Las Vegas is not the end of the road for me. I don’t know where the next move will take me, but I just hope that is closer to home, wherever that is.

This little apartment in the oldest neighborhood in Hollywood, CA has been my home for 25+ years - ever since I moved down from Berkeley, CA. I had been dragged to California kicking and screaming, because I wanted to stay in our Upper W. Side apt. with the tiny view of the river & the man I was madly in love with wanted to go to grad school at Berkeley. (Before that I had spent a year in London, England - and before that 5 years in NYC and before that 7 years in the N.J. suburbs and before that elementary school on what was Morse’s old estate in Northern N.J. & birth in Brooklyn, NY.) The loss that that rent-controlled NYC apt. gave me a great appreciation for rent control and I have hung on to this Hollywood place through thick and thin and sojourns both back in NYC/NJ and living with my now-husband up by the ocean in Channel Islands Harbor, Oxnard, CA (We still keep our boat there). I have always thought I would move away from this apartment - but it is so central - and everything but the W. Side is in fairly easy reach. The downside is the grit on the window sills, as we are so close to the freeway. When I first moved in, there were a lot of old Hollywood/former Midwestern types - who have gone onto their reward and been replaced by Armenians and other immigrants. I survived in the apt. because of my college Russian (because my Russian was better than their English & they had learned Russian in school). So for more than 10 years I have lived in what I call an Armenian village in the area now known officially known as “Little Armenia.” I am within walking distance of an L.A. subway stop (which I have used once) and the terminuses of the crisscrossed bus lines left over from old Hollywood’s trolley days. You can get places by public transport - but it takes forever & is less than a pleasant experience - but it’s there…I love this weird neighborhood and would love to buy here - but even shacks thrown up in haste in the 20’s cost more than we can afford. I would even love to buy this place if it went condo - but more fear that it will be torn down to make room for more crummy “luxury” housing, as they are doing in W. Hollywood & displace me. But altho gentrification is creeping over the Hollywood Freeway - I think it will be a while until they get to us - but I keep my ear to the ground.

I live in Los Angeles County, near Disneyland. We moved around a lot when I was younger. The best placed we lived was Bermuda, the best place I vacationed was New Zealand. If I had the nerve 20 years ago I would have moved to New Zealand. I just loved the place. However, I do enjoy my condo with a loft, love the weather in S. CA, hate driving to work 12 miles away for 45 minutes. Having the ocean, desert and mountains nearby make for great getaways. I would like to have the experience of living in some place like New York where most things are walking distance.