I can't wait until I'm old and ready to retire. I know just the place! Iceland, of course! Smoked salmon and shark, fields and fields of soon-to-be-mutton and raindeer! The ends of the earth at my front porch.
I'm sure it's not as poetic as it sounds in the brochures. But old windmills and strange bunkers off the coast... somehow is exciting. :)
That's where I want to go, at least once in my life!
