Since I was born in Romat Gan, Israel, I suppose that I can say the first major place I visited was the United States. Must have been a quite a sight, the moment I exited that plane, considering that I soiled myself; but then again, I was only a year old at the time. Since then, I've added the Grand Canyon to the roster of locations that I've stepped foot on. Of course, I only walked alongside the canyon, as my milky white skin could not handle the three day long trek it would take to journey across the national park. Six Flags Great Adventure was certainly more my speed, though I held an intrepid fear of roller coasters till I was 14 years old and peer pressure got the best of me as it did when I was 18 years old when I truly enjoyed the New Jersey shore for the first time among good friends while the underclassmen were stuck at school after Prom weekend.
(Haha sorry I forgot the directions said to describe one place with four proper nouns. I accidentally wrote about four proper noun locations. Though I think it still qualifies. Hope this helped.)
