A couple I think. Rocky Mountain National Park. Pedernales Falls State Park, Garner State Park, Big Bend National Park. A few parks between Texas and East coat Florida. Sense a pattern here? A lot of the outdoors. I haven’t been spending much time out of doors lately, so that may have something to do with it.
Then there’s the town in Illinois I spent so much time in asa kid. Ottawa. My grandparents lived there. My mother was raised there. Interesting place. The confluence of the Illinois and Fox River. Bucolic almost. Always found it relaxing, and the one place where i would be welcomed no matter what I had done or where I had been. With my Gram dead and gone, I don’t really feel I’ll see the need to go there again, although both my parents are buried there.
The Netherlands comes to mind. Met some wonderful people while I was there and worked with some great people that were FROM there. Likely I’ll always want to go back.