When Is The Time And/or Place Where Your Spirit Has Felt Most Free?

There have been several, but off the top of my head, two come to mind.
One is when I drove my broken down VW beetle across the country with almost zero cash and landed in San Francisco. Everything just simply fell into place and I spent 20 years there. It was magic.
I can also remember the time when I decided to trek the highest peaks in the High Sierra. After about a dozen days of peak bagging, all thoughts left me and I felt more at then I have before or since.
Someday I am going to buy an plane ticket to somewhere far away and bring only my backpack with no time constraints, no specific plans and an open mind and allow things to unfold as they happen.