I only fully remember the number of times I've moved. Here are the major places:
Canada, Newfoundland, Placentia Bay: I spent most of my childhood here, amidst the trees and streams. I do not know if you found the particular post in your excavations, but this is where I plan to return as my final curtain falls. Click me!
Turkey, Istanbul: We weren't here for very long; my mother is deeply religious and wanted to visit religious landmarks to find some guidance, so we came here for the Hagia Sohpia and a few smaller chapels. (To this day, I still don't know how my mother knows some of the stuff she does nor how we afforded the trip there.)
http://intranet.arc.miami.edu/rjohn/images/Byzantine/Mosque%20Hagia%20Sophia.jpg
Italy, Rome:As above. The majesty of some things just stay with you, even if you don't associate with their lineage. Below is an image of St. Peter's Basilica; sorry about the poor quality, blame Google. Below.
China/Tibet, Ganden monastery: Stayed here for a time as my parents were otherwise occupied. Extremely lucky to have been allowed in - my mother knew one of the older monks somehow and requested lodgings/teaching for me for two years. It's an interesting place for a five year old boy, to say the very least. I can't find a decent picture of it, unfortunately.