Every time I think about Narnia, I get sad on the inside. I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to go to Narnia, call me crazy, but I think it sounds awesome there. Sadly, even if I could actually make it there, I've probably passed the cut of age at which Aslan kicks you out and you have to learn to live in your own world. Which stinks.
Ho ho ho, what I wouldn't give to be with them ...
Or in this forest. I get a feeling that some very nice dryads live in these trees...