I would like to live in Montecatini Terme, Italy for
the next seven years. It is a wonderful small town in Tuscany
with spas. I want to stroll the town after dinner and catch
a train to Florence or Lucca when the spirit moves me. I
want to take an hours drive to the coast and Cinque Terre.
If I get a thirst, the Chianti region is close by.
Chris, Leland, North Carolina, USA
Currently I live
in a small town in Southern BC and to be honest, as much as
I LOVE to travel and have seen amazing places, there really
is no better place that British Columbia and my little City
Shelly, Castlegar, Canada
I would like to live
in Granada, Nicaragua, for seven years. Situated on the shore
of Lake Nicaragua, I could enjoy colonial architecture,
volcanoes in the distance, and a small, bustling city to learn
Regina, Largo, Florida,
If I had to choose
a place on this earth to live for the next seven years, if
money was no object, my choice would be Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.
But that can not be the topic of this paragraph because I
have never been there……..I just spend hours dreaming
of going and what I hope it would be like once I got there.
I have, however, been to Dar Es Salaam in Tanzania and it
would be my next best choice. Tropics, ocean, sand, and a
gentle people beat out cold North Americans any time of the
Louise, Edmonton, Canada
Even though I’ve been
to many international cities, I would choose Chicago for its
ability to inspire creativity, encourage neighborliness, and
provide new places to explore. I can get my fix of multiculturalism
without carrying a passport. I am a Midwesterner at heart
and the level-headedness of the heartland reminds me of why
I love the US. It’s wonderful to visit another country
for a few hours yet fall sleep in your own bed!
currently in Camp Arifjan outside Kuwait City, Kuwait
One year is necessary to
discover each of the seven hills of Rome. Each rise tells
a long and different story. But altogether, the topography
of Rome sets a stage for a city that is predictably unpredictable.
A city where I would like to spend the next seven years, meeting
locals. Rome is revealed in its people and how they coexist
among their history. Watch them light-heartedly and energetically
eat, then simultaneously scold you for breaching an unspoken
culinary canon, and discover that what will never cease to
amaze you are not its monuments and fountains, but how the
Romans continue to behave in and around, and despite, these
Theresa Potenza, USA +Rome, Italy
Make those seven
years count, don't play it safe, dive off an edge. Use them
to remember it's how we should live every seven of our lives.
Now which edge? I think it must be Kuching. Sarawak. Borneo.
Land of the White Rajas. Headhunters. Outlawed, yes, but you
see the throat tattoos still, often. It was all of them that
got me there to begin with. That's where I'd go back. Time
Joanna, Bisbee Arizona, USA
Imagine living in a cosmopolitan
city inside a snazzy glass condo. If you get
cabin fever, then ski fresh powder down glorious Whistler
Mountain, kayak with orca killer whales,
or zoom your bike through Stanley Park's forests and totem
You'll still make it home for a dinner of fresh sushi.
That's my dream city, Vancouver, British Columbia.
Sharon, Charleston, North Carolina, USA
I've been having an on again,
off again romance with Barcelona for 14 years. Too many one
night stands....it's time for a commitment. Art, architecture,
tapas bars, vino tinto, La Ramblas, cafe con leche, Gaudi,
Dali, and a language that thrills and confounds me all need
time to be explored. Seven years would be a great way to bask
in all the magic of my favorite city.
Vancouver, BC, Canada
Paisley Scotland is where
I would like to stay. My ears tell my heart I am home every
time I step off the plane. The abbey soothes my soul, the
climate energizes my body, and the history makes me proud.
Family ties are strong, but they stretch to let me see the
rest of Scotland in all its' grandure. Short trips just don't
do it justice.
Davina, St Catharines, Canada
In the early 1900's, my
mother's family emigrated from Colmar, Alsace, France. With
seven years, I could research, explore and trace my French-German
roots. While on this quest, I would immerse myself in the
heritage and history of the area. The goal being to understand
the people and as a result eventually blend in…be a
regular at the neighborhood cafe, exchange pleasantries with
locals, and think and dream in French.
I just returned from a fantastic place. Ortegia, a little
peninsula off the coast of Siracusa Sicily. I was a solo
traveler, content in my own solitude. Days spent in and
on the sea, the beautiful sea. Days spent amongst temples,
ruins, stone palazzos, lemon and olive groves, ancient greek
mariners (brawny gods of pleasure), sea caves, and hidden
alleyways built millennius ago.... I was lost and found
sicilian home cooking - gelatos, crushed ice drinks flavored
with fruit and almonds, coffee with hand whipped cream,
chocolate pasta, tamarind with lemon, ricotta cheese, pistacho
nuts, arancini's and bellinis and grilled sicilian fish
caught hours before. I found a sailor who motored me around
the island and showed me old caves along the sea with water
so clear you could see fish swimming along the bottom l5'
below. He later speared a few and grilled them for my dinner.
Sicilian men favor and appreciate women! The journey became
the goal. Before, the destination was the most important
thing. Now, the destination was an afterthought… the
journey was everything. I want to live there, paint and
write for the next 7 years in Ortygia , Sicily, a place
that will mesmerize my dreams until I go back.
Belle, Prague, Czech Republic
OMG. It would have to be Rome. Seven years in Rome. I've
dreamed of living there ever since a week trip in 2000 with
a girlfriend. Its so ... well ... incredible. The very first
night we were in a hotel on the rooftop garden and we could
see the lit up Coliseum AND the Vatican and we were drinking
champagne with the very young flirtatious front desk man.
The food, the art, the fountains, the people, everything,
was just amazing. For me though, it was the weird juxtaposition
of all the cars and scooters driving around the ancient structures
like it was just so normal. I couldn't get over that. America
is so young compared to this city. I could feel the ancient
spirit in the air and it was exhilarating. Rome ruled the
World at one time and can you imagine what it was like to
actually BE Roman and know how mighty you are? Just to walk
in the footsteps of this amazing civilization was humbling.
My bags are packed.
Barbara, Lake Worth, USA
Seven years! Women change
every seven years they say, but what about women who are 77
– do we change twice? Well I am ready to be completely
transformed! My transformation time could easily be in a little
suite in Gloucester County in Virginia where oleander blossoms
outside my window perfume the air, shouting colours of apricot,
copper and lilac to anyone who happens to walk in. I’ve
left my northern Canadian home for this southern American
State where I will spend the next seven years of transformation.
When one is a genealogical buff the thought of being in such
a place steeped in history can make your blood pressure soar.
Especially when you think perhaps an ancestor might be lurking
on a page in the next museum you visit. I’d get out
my IPod Touch and write and store notes quickly so not to
lose the moment and the excitement of the ‘find’.
Detective work can be exhausting; and I need refreshment –
perhaps one of those mint juleps they always mention southern
ladies sipping. I wonder what it will taste like as I hurry
down the street to find one. It’s delicious!! I relax
on an outdoor vine laden verandah tea house, sipping and sipping,
and thinking about all the snow bound friends back home. The
magical mind can take us anywhere, and I am content.
Barbara, Claresholm, Alberta, USA