Oh man, this one’s tough. I might have to go with The Well of Lost Plots too, but it’s been taken repeatedly, so I feel all bandwagon-y about it.
Amsterdam. For easily-deduced reasons.
I’m not a fan of Mexican food. My tongue swells up if I eat anything too spicy. I’ll have the chicken quesadillas, please.
When I was 17, the day I got my drivers’ license, I went to the mall and bought myself a Star Wars t-shirt. It’s practically falling apart now, but I’ll frame it and hang it on the wall before I throw it out.