When I was younger I definitely desired living in a big city. I had my stint in NYC which really wasn't for me. I've experience the small (well not too small), medium and big sizes. And you know what, the older I get the ruraler (not a word) I get. Which for Ryan, it's the opposite. He really digs big cities these days. It's funny how we've changed.
Don't get me wrong I love my city and it's a perfect size for me right now. Plenty to do AND there's an airport within 15 minutes. BUT I do find myself daydreaming of owning a couple of acres maybe in upstate NY? Is that where my fantasy place lives? Going to the farmers market and seeing Martha, hanging out at the local bakery and gathering with neighbors for a home cooked gourmet meal outside on a long picnic table with twinkle lights hanging from the trees. The table decor would reflect the season. Sorry, I've been catching up on my Country Living Magazines lately :) Where's your fantasy location?