The place I would want to go is Yorkshire in England. I fell in love with it's pretty green hills and cool old stone buildings. I can imagine padding my way down the side streets or lying in a cool stone doorway, or strolling into a local pub (ooops, that's the Momma that wants to do that). It looks like such a calm and peaceful place, and I could see us out walking I would strut my stuff along the top of those stone fences, or peer over the bridge and look for tasty fishes in the water.
I would also like to visit the sheep in the fields. We had sheep on our farm when I was a tiny kitten, but they are gone now, and I miss watching them out the window. The little lambies were so cute. They ran around having races in the big grassy field.
the Momma used to spin their woolies into yarn and made us toys with it sometimes. I liked to lay in the basket, it was really warm. I wonder if a sheep would let me lay on it ?
Anyway, after we were done visiting the sheeps, we would "tour the isle" to visit all of our friends there. We have lots of Ginger friends over there, and many other kitty (and woofie) friends too. We would all like to buy you a "pint" (oh wait, that's the Momma again) ... I will stop by for tea (with milk) and bring some catnip biscuits (if they will let me bring them into Heathrow) and we'll all have a wonderful time.
I will go back to taking my nap now... dreaming it were all so. See you in my dreams my friends!