The Sanctuary at Kiawah Island. I call my line of cards and art-focused souvenirs "I Was Here," but this is a place I can only say "I Was ALMOST Here." First, I had a trip booked to Kiawah just after Christmas one year. The night before the flight, I stepped on a sewing needle and landed in surgery.

The second trip was for business, but because my skills were so needed for a pre-Kiawah meeting in Philadelphia, I ended up missing the flight and just staying in Philly.