hi,
As a counterpoint to Rob, I had a house on the Algarve, Portugal and owned it for 22 years. I don't drink red wine. It was close to Spain and I also enjoyed the tomatoes, olive oil, sardines, garlic, and cheese. Asparagus, well Ok.
I buy olive oil in Giant and have quite a choice. I get cheese from regular trips to Singapore and Jason's supermarket has a wide range. The tomatoes available in Malaysia are small, hard and unpleasant. The good ones get sold in Singapore. But for salads I can buy rambutans, mangoes, the small sweet bananas, papaya and watermelon.
I don't buy hawker food or chickens in the night markets. The places are dirty. It's cheap enough to eat in air-
con'd restaurants and, for me, hygiene issues are the same as Portugal.
I listen to the BBC. The English language newspapers are government issue as are the TV stations. But it's all so stunningly obvious here that's it's laughable. And it's in English which I understand. There's no spin. Or the spin is at the sort of speed that I'd be turning at doing a one-legged cossack dance.

Snails spin faster.
And I don't need to get upset with the political rubbish, I'm a tourist and I don't pay tax. No taxation, no representation, no problem laughing about it all.
I didn't like Portugal's 22% VAT. I got taxed, I got no representation and, because I never could learn Portugese, I didn't even know what I wasn't getting. I just got shoved around - department to department to exit.
The rats in Portugal came out at night and were scrambling between the partly open drains. They were bigger than the Malaysian rats that I've caught. And faster. I complained to the council who came along and threw toxic "bombs" over the fence of the building site down the road. I guess the rats used the drains as air-raid shelters as they came out when the smoke cleared later.
I didn't mean to answer any of Rob's points item by item but it's just happened, and apologies. It's just to show that I've also been through the same decision process and in my case I sold up in Portugal and will stay here, with 3 monthly trips to Singapore to enliven things.
I enjoy the lack of hassle here. I enjoy being a tourist amongst Malaysians, and I seldom socialise with expats. I found the Brit expat social scene in Portugal to be a whine a minute. Everyone seemed easily "put-out" or they were constantly taking "umbrage" at something. And they never stopped bad-mouthing the Portugese who "continually messed up" their lives. And they always seemed interested to know why I had "retired" early, and on how much, and where I got it from. I guess I could then be placed in the pecking order and life, as they knew it, could then go comfortable on. Jeez. I met a couple of great folks from Sweden though.
I borrowed an English language book on driving in Portugal and it started each chapter with, "The Portugese are the worst drivers in the world."
I did visit Seville and thought it was a wonderful city.
As Rob says, it's personal. Either you like a place or you don't. If you like somewhere you will put up with the stuff that you won't put up with in places that you don't like much. Deep, huh? It's the basic tenet of "Living 101".
I guess James that you've got to visit, and live here, and see how it goes.
I think that what is really lucky, fortunate, good, is that we've all got, or had, options.
