Pretty much any cemetery. I find more peace and serenity in cemeteries than I do anywhere else. When I was younger, If I wasn't able to sleep, I would go to a nearby cemetery with a blanket and a pillow. Sometimes in a mausoleum, other times just out in the open. I have always waited until late at night to walk in a cemetery. The stillness of the night, and the quiet is so relaxing. There was a forgotten cemetery in the woods near the house I grew up in that I spent a large amount of time at. The most recent headstone had a death date in 1927. The rest were from the mid to late 1800's. A lot of them were veterans from the Civil War. I spent time pulling up weeds, and trying to re-erect stones that had fallen over. Some were broken, so there wasn't too much I could do for them. I even took some black paint and repainted in the names and dates and everything on the old ones. They were limestone headstones, so they were worn down like crazy. That's the weird thing. The one that had the 1927 date on it was marble. All the rest were limestone. That always perplexed me. If I wasn't stuck in a damn wheelchair, I would go back to it. I really miss being able to visit that cemetery. I think I'm the only one that even knows about it anymore.