If there's one thing I try and take advantage of whenever the opportunity presents itself, it's a beautiful view. My family and I took a trip to Hawaii in '87 (I was 15), and I remember sitting outside of our cabana thing near the water. I remember looking out on the Pacific feeling so small and insignificant compared to the immensity of the ocean. The temperature was perfect, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore was soothing, and the light of the moon on the water as far off as the eye could see was just incredible. Even now, over 20 years later, I can remember what it looked, smelled, and felt like to be sitting there.
I get a small taste of that every time I go back to Biloxi and sit on the Gulf, but nothing compares to the Islands.