Weatherman

Reconsidering, I wouldn't like living in Mexico. Or Nebraska. If I got the local conditions right.
One of my friends once commented how we live smack in the centre of the world map - a funny way to indicate we, say, live under the conditions of mild and temperate climate.
And, yes, one of my actual preconditions to happiness is - change. I simply hate routine. Dubrovnik has its ample share of starkly sunny days, but without the occassional tempest of white showers and bouts of the bura wind - it would be quite unbearable.
Not that much change is usually produced by anything: hell, when you look at it, it seems humans lurch for the next movement only because they are dissatisfied with the drawbacks of the previous one - even without having made rational all of it. And then you get the news of the world - another bundled and equally implausible, token, and equally lousy, improvement.
To illustrate further, one of my greatest disillusions came when I was 22, and realized only different things bothered me in the land of promise.
Still, what you get is experience. What you get is different flavour. The tastiest food forces the palate in daily doses.