In Oregon with DH, either in Portland at a bar on the banks of the Columbia or sitting outside at one of the region's MANY wineries, sipping and watching nature. Every time it makes me wonder why I'm such a Cyclone fan because Iowa State is so far away and it really doesn't matter what happens there.
(And when we get back home, I wonder how I ever thought like that. Has happened several times now.)
I'd like to say it's driving through national wildlife preserves/parks in Washington State or Oregon, but DH would remind me that we've never been able to spot any wildlife on our trips through them yet. Kind of defeats the purpose, for me.