Comments on: Where does your Secret Door go?

By: Lisa

Lisa — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 05:17:02 +0000

@Josh

You’re right. I’m from the Allegan area also, and I love crisp winter nights when the moon is full and there is absolute silence. Everything has an otherworldly deep blue tint and it is perfect.

By: Tricia

Tricia — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 19:26:39 +0000

There’s an island in the middle of the Seine River in Paris. At the end of the island and down some stairs is a small area with benches and trees. My door would go there on a gorgeous May afternoon.

By: Ashley

Ashley — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 19:09:26 +0000

St. Peter’s Basilica, in the morning, when its empty, with some of history’s greatest artwork around me.

And no, I’m not even Catholic ;)

By: Jimmy

Jimmy — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:33:41 +0000

home.

By: Kelly

Kelly — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:23:32 +0000

My door opens to an empty seat at the bar at the Napoleon House in New Orleans. My husband and a proper Sazerac await me there. A light drizzle falls, the people-watching is primo, and we have all the time in the world…(*sigh*)

By: Heather

Heather — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:03:28 +0000

My secret door would take me back to Salzburg, Austria, where I would meander through the crowded streets and sit beside the lazy Salzach River, and then I would sit in my favorite resturant on the edge of town and order a giant cheese struedel and just relax.

By: Juan

Juan — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 13:26:34 +0000

I have a few, fictional and otherwise:

1. The carnival in The Natural where they stop and Hobbs strikes out The Whammer on 3 pitches

2. The beach in Rarotonga of the Cook islands at midnight. I’ve never seen so many stars in my life!

3. Lauren, love the French Quarter!

4. Ray Kinsella’s baseball field in the middle of an eternal base ball game (me playing 2nd base)

5. The fireworks display from The Sandlot, after the kid fakes drowning to kiss the lifeguard

By: TXCherokee

TXCherokee — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 13:05:17 +0000

The 1st Tee at St. Andrews Old Course.

By: Dave

Dave — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 12:15:06 +0000

Huh, there’s nothing in here.

By: Jen Pen

Jen Pen — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 09:49:59 +0000

You could say I go into the back stage of the “This is It” concerts of Michael Jackson (sniffle) whenever I open a secret door.