Funny you should ask this one.  I/We have created a mini-retreat space in the beautful red rocks of Sedona, AZ, open Monday through Saturday from 10 am through 5 pm.  Part of Ringing Rocks Foundation's headquarters space is a Healing Nautilus space.  In it, you have the opportunity to gaze upon the faces (and some artifacts) from the cultures that we've created ties with through the Profiles of Healing book series.  The space has an altar and bench where you can light a candle and center yourself, as well as a bowl of water with flowers floating in it that you can bless yourself with as you leave.  In addition to the photos of the indigenous elders, there is also a video playing of either the Bushmen healers of the Kalahari dancing or the Gospel Fest concert that we sponsored in the lower ninth ward of New Orleans before Hurricane Katrina hit.

These wise indigenous elders have shared their stories of healing as well as their insights into how to best live a good life.  While we were there, we also recorded the sounds of their village and took pictures of them and the parts of their culture they felt were the most significant.  All of this comes together in each of the books to give you a small taste of sitting at the feet of these elders without having to travel there yourself.

So, I'm not sure how you're definiting retreat or retreat center, but this works for us...

Could'a, should'a, would'a...  Like many people here in this community, I like where I am now.  Since the steps I took, in the order that I took them, were what lead me to where I am now, it's hard to complain or want to go back and change things.

That said, I do wish I could have started letting go of my unnecessary baggage much sooner in my life.  I like valuing the ability to have fun, not taking things so seriously, changing my world-view to be more peaceful and loving, being balanced between work and play, valuing my friends and family more, and so on.  My life is much easier than it ever was before, and I really treasure that.

As far as substances go, that would have to be chocolate.  With anything else, I can take it or leave it.
As far as habits go, that would be my compulsion to do, instead of to be.  I keep working on this one, and it keeps rearing its ugly head.  At this point in my life, most days I can choose, but I'm usually choosing to do something rather than choosing to sit still and just be.

Now this is a really tough one!  While my mind is still in love with well-reasoned arguments during discussions and debates, I have to say that I am still most affected by emotion.  The emotion that others show, the emotion evoked by a good story or sunset, the depth of emotion that wells up as I truly stop to feel my own feelings, all of these affect me more than any reason ever will.  Compared to my feelings, my reason is too weak to stand much of a chance...

Actually, it's not a single meal, but a series of them...  My best friend and I have Sunday brunch together (almost) every Sunday morning at 10 am.  It feels our version of going to church.  For a while, it was a fruit pizza (if you've never had one, you're really missing out) and a side of crispy bacon at the same local restaurant every week.  It got to the point where the waiter would see us coming and just put the order in for us.  It's wonderful having a place like that where they know you!

After the restaurant went through a renovation, they stopped serving fruit pizza, and a multi-year tradition was lost.  I'm not sure how long we had been doing it, but it had to be well over two years.  Since then, we've been making the rounds of the local restaurants, trying the menu at each.  While it isn't the same, we're resigned to the fact that it won't be...  and that it's ok.

Our Sunday brunches were really about making time to connect with each other.  The fruit pizza (although it always made each of us "do the happy mouth dance" every week) was the backdrop for a time that we made for each other every week to catch up.  It gets way to easy to lose touch with friends when we each have busy lives... the next thing you know it's been weeks since we've seen each other.  We never wanted to do that, so our Sunday brunch tradition was born.  It made sure that we saw each other at least once a week.

It seems to me that most memorable meals are that way - a romantic meal, an annual Christmas dinner, having close friends over for a meal, a birthday dinner out with a group of buddies - it's about the company just as much as about the food!

I would move back to Adelaide, Australia.  No hesitation.

My experience of Adelaide - I left 6 years ago, so it may be different now - was of a laid back city of people who worked to support their lifestyle, as opposed to the mentality of "I have to get ahead" way that we in the US tend to work.  The typical Aussie focus - strictly from my own experience living in Adelaide for 8 years - is on relationships with family and friends rather than work.

Don't get me wrong - they really do work hard.  And their focus on relationships results in work benefits that include reasonable leave and flexible work schedule policies, as well as good, free health care.  It also means that they also know how to stop when they have accomplished enough for the day, and they really know how to play when they are away from work.  Living there was a wonderful time with great lessons for me to learn.

I moved to Sedona because it is the closest (that I've found) in attitude in the US to the Aussie attitude to life.  Feels really good!  So, I love living here.  But if I had to leave, that's where I'd go.

Besides, that's where I learned to fly!  Literally!  I'm a certified glider pilot, thanks to my Australian ex-fiancee.  That's me flying the plane in the seat closest to the camera.  (Yes, I do know that it's impossible to tell...  :-)

So, why did I leave?  Oh, yeah!  I missed my friends here, the commute back and forth was a real bitch (28 hours each way), and my foundation was really taking off, so I needed to be back in the US more than I could be there.  With all of that, it seemed that keeping a big house there was a real waste.  I do miss it sometimes, though...

Being an artist, there is always a new technique, a new material, a new tool, a new [fill in the blank] to learn about... or learn more about.  Today, instead of concentrating on the stuff I'm working with, I'd like to learn more about expressing my self (heart, emotions, thoughts, dreams, soul, etc.) in my art.