Walk the line
If I would left my house and walk always north, I would cross Emmaboda in Sweden where I was in my holidays a few years ago. On my way back from the south pole, I would cross the little french village Le Chambon-sur-Lignon in the cevennes, where I was in summer camp 1989. Way back north I would cross Phalsbourg in the Alsace, where I spend a weekend 1998.