Is ignorance a bliss?

One of my best friends is moving to Washington,USA. I am very happy for him. This is what he always wanted to do. Today I spoke to an old classmate of mine who happens to know him too. She thought it was really strange that he was moving so far away, and he is leaving his girlfriend behind (she on the way to the top, so she is not really willing to move to a country where their national pride is that they invented MacDonald's.)

The strange thing is that I think I am actually going to miss him. The strange thing about that is, that he moved away years ago. He moved from Etten Leur to Amsterdam, to Brussels and a few years ago to Madrid. All these cities are on the same continent, but now he's really moving timezones away! It 6 hours earlier and he's moving to another continent!

It's not that went out together every other weekend, we call, we email we try to send postcards every now and then (although I've send maybe 10 cards so far, and only 2 arrived!) I never have time to come to Spain when he has time to show me around. He is always busy working and spending 'quality-time' with his (Belgium) girlfriend. Who responded very cool to all this: "He'll come back in less then 2 months, either he got enough of the bigger the better mentality. Or he gets fat and bored of the hamburgers and he comes running back for his sushi place (which is on the corner of his street, and he refers to it as "my sushi place"). That lead his girlfriend to another question, what does he loves more 'his-sushi' or her....?!

He rang me this week, he didn't call me right away when he made his decision because he didn't want to upset me during my exams. He was doubting about this USA thing for a long time, and he was dying to ask my opinion?! Which I found strange because he got annoyed if I called him just because my favourite brand of squash was sold out (for these sort of things I needed advice, what to do, which brand to buy....well not really, but I just like it to annoy him with these sort of unimportant questions sometimes.)
He didn't ask my opinion before because he thought I had enough on my mind. But I can't stop wondering wouldn't it be nice to share this important decision? We went from almost sharing everything, to sharing tips which would make your eggs boil faster!? The advantages of all this is that I don't have to wonder will he go away, what will he do. But maybe it would have been nice to discuss this probably big decision. So is ignorance a bliss? Or wouldn't it be nice to share this?