Country of plenty,
Land of the free (in some sense),
Everything and more.
So far, I've only been to California. My first visit was in 1997, on a family holiday from San Francisco down to San Diego. I still remember several parts of that wonderful holiday - from the rolling hills of San Francisco, through the mean streets of LA at night, the dry and 'square' Bakersfield, green Yosemite with and the adventure parks of San Diego. I remember the long drives down the motorway too, and this was the first time that I listened (properly) to Michael Jackson, starting a musical connection that remains strong to this day!