Beloved fictional locations-- TV, movies, books, stories, etc

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All good locations =)

I love the description of Ranger’s 7th floor apartment in the Stephanie Plum series, sounds restful and safe.

If you like imposing castellate rooms with impressive fireplaces suitable for D&D, Belcourt Castle, Newport RI was a Victorian Folie made into an imposing ‘little house’. Ijust checked the updated page, the Tinney family sold it to a local woman [thank the fucking gods!!!] who is restoring it. The Tinney’s pretty much screwed the place over, not doing much maintenance and just heaping their chair collection [yup, they collected chairs, when we took my parents there in 2007 or 8 the various hallways were just heaped with random sets of antique chairs. ] But it has an imposing 2000 sq foot Great Hall - the original owner Belcourt wanted a bachelors hangout, and it was medieval oriented. The bedroom wallpaper in his room was all knights in armor. Ava’s room used to be his library, but he imported a French room panel by panel for her. She also had her own private bath and dressing room.

Another place I love is Fish Lake Valley, the microtown of Dyer - it has a hot springs, and the scenery is very peaceful. We stayed in a rental cabin in the RV park there for 5 days and it was some of the most restful time mrAru and I have spent vacationing in a long time.

Another vote for Qilleran’s town in upper Michegan - not just the cats, but the description of the house he inherited and turned into a museum, and the barn he converted into a house. But I have a liking for small towns =)

II can enjoy the neat shit in large cities, but honestly, I really don’t like large cities. I rather liked Fresno because the buildings were not crowding the street - New York is an artificial chasm of tall buildings, very claustrophobic. I think the sunlight helps =) I will vacation in cities but that is about it.

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Now, I haven’t estimated the murder and arson rates in Moose County, but ISTM you’d be a lot better off living in Juárez, Cape Town, or even Chicago.

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I’d like to tour the Duchy Of Grand Fenwick.
From The Mouse That Roared series of novels.

Shouldn’t take a full weekend…

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[quote=“aruvqan, post:21, topic:913100, full:true”]
All good locations =)

I love the description of Ranger’s 7th floor apartment in the Stephanie Plum series, sounds restful and safe. [/quote]

Good one! I also would like to eat dinner in her parents’ kitchen. Sitting next to Grandma Moser of course.

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If you’re going to be driving there, remember to pass the Duchy 'pon the left hand side.

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Kubla Khan’s pleasure dome sounds nice, though I might skip the opium.

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I’ve never seen Swiss Family Robinson. How does their treehouse compare with the one in the Johnny Weissmuller Tarzan movies?

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It’s got nothing on the treehouses in Lothlorien. Now there’s a place to visit!

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Definitely high on my list of places I’d like to visit. The Norfolk Broads, too.

I discovered these books when I was in eighth grade. 31 years later, when the Navy transferred me to Scotland, one of the first things I did was find a bookstore and buy the complete set.

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The valley in Enid Blyton’s Valley of Adventure would be good. Maybe Graustark or Ruritania or Lutha…

Howl’s castle would be interesting, too. And there were some rather nice castles in the modules for the Harn role-playing game.

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Definitely the Norfolk Broads! :slightly_smiling_face:

Here’s a great website with historical pictures of the Broads.
 

Extract from Coot Club:

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There was a distant rumbling, and then a sudden crash, followed by a clattering as if an iron tea-tray ten miles wide was tumbling down a stone staircase big enough to match it.

“Look!”

“And over there!”

Threads of bright fire shot down the purple curtain of cloud into which they were beating their way. There was a tremendous roll of thunder. And then, just as they were coming out of the Dyke into the Broad, the rain turned to hail, stinging their hands and faces, bouncing off the cabin roof, splashing down into the water. In a few moments the decks were white with hailstones. The noise of the hail was so loud that no one tried to speak. It stopped suddenly, and a moment later the wind was upon them again. The Teasel heeled over and yet further over, till the water was sluicing the hailstones off her lee deck.

“Ease away mainsheet,” shouted Tom. “Quick!”

There was a crash somewhere close to them, in the Teasel herself. They looked at each other.

“Water-jar gone over,” said Port.

“Ready about!”

Crash.

“There goes the other jar.”

“Ease out. In again. Must keep her sailing.”

“Look out, Tom, you’ll have her over.”

“Sit down, you two. On the floor,” said the Admiral. “My word,” she murmured, “Brother Richard ought to see this.”

It was a gorgeous sight. There was that purple wall of cloud, with a bright line along the foot of it, and against this startling background, white yachts and cruisers afloat at their moorings in the Broad shone as if they had been lit up by some strange artificial light. The green of the trees and gardens looked too vivid to be real, wherever it was not veiled by a rain-squall.

It was a gorgeous sight, but not for the Coots, who were finding it all they could do to keep the yacht sailing and yet not lying over on her beam ends. It was a gorgeous sight, but not for Dick and Dorothea, who began to think that they had not yet learnt much about sailing after all. And it was not at all a gorgeous sight for poor William [the dog], who was thrown from one side to the other whenever the Teasel went about, and was shivering miserably on the floor of the cabin, sliding this way and that with the sand-shoes that had been thrown in to keep dry.

They were half-way down the Broad now, looking at the Lowestoft chimneys, and the Wherry Inn, and a great crowd of yachts at their moorings. Tom kept telling himself to think only of keeping the Teasel sailing, and not to bother about the yacht harbour until they came to it. But he could not help wondering all the time what he would find. He knew it had been changed since he had been there with the twins and their father. He would soon have to be making up his mind where to tie up. With the wind that was blowing he did not think the Teasel’s mudweight would hold her if they were to try to anchor in the open Broad. And all the time they were getting nearer.

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The Four-Story Mistake, in the book by the same name by Elizabeth Enright.

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I love the Epps’ house in Numb3rs. It always seemed so cozy. I also love the description of Aunt Dimity’s house and the English village of Finch in the Aunt Dimity series. And a whole bunch of the homes in the various Midsomer Murders series.

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Green Knowe, from the books by Lucy M Boston.

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I love Three Pines. I think of the town as my favorite character in the series.

I love that house, but also the tall house they had in New York City before they moved out to the country. even though the furnace almost killed everybody.

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Castle Amber, from Roger Zelazny’s “Chronicles of Amber” series. Sounds like a really fun place to hang out.

From television, I don’t think you can beat hanging out at Cheers.

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I thought about Cheers, too! :beers:

I’m loving the replies to this thread. You people are certainly very well-read! But I suspected that.

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Of course, somehow we’d have to work out a way to get Henry Higgins’ library into the buildings, somewhere.

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I want Andy Griffith’s front porch.

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YES! With Aunt Bee’s cooking.