Greetings, oh Best Of All Bars!  This is my first time hosting All Things Friday and it would be an epic understatement to say that I’m not known for my LJ savvy, so thanks in advance for bearing with me!  :-)

It is a well-known fact that our favourite assassins do a ridiculous amount of travelling for … emmm … work.  Fanfiction is rife with throwaway lines like “ever since Bishkek …”; “… during that casino job in Nice…” or “after that clusterfuck in Rome …”.  Not to mention the Mother of them all, “You and I remember Budapest very differently.”

With all that gallivanting about the globe, I’m pretty sure Clint and Natasha will have certain places they’ve come to shudder at the mere mention of; others they may actually like, or have had memorable sex in onderful memories of; and some that they have completely opposing views on.  And remember that time when American Airways wouldn't let Clint take his bow in the hand luggage?

So.  Here's today's challenge:  Let’s have your recs for the best “on location” fics (not just Budapest, although that too!); non-sequitur snippets from your own head canon, old or newly made up; postcards to Doreen from the cafeteria (she likes them, and Clint knows that she'll let him have extra dessert whenever he sends one:  "Hey Doreen. New Mexico is boring as hel …"); icons of one or both of our assassins in front of the Great Landmarks Of the World ...  Here’s your chance to let Clint and Natasha wreak havoc in a place you've always loathed.  Just what was it about Cologne that made Natasha swear she’d never go near the place again?  Why is Clint persona non grata in the Kyoto shrine?  Exactly why does Cleveland suck, and Chicago rock

As we say in currently rather snow-bound Canada, I’m sure you catch my drift.  To start you off, under cut below is an (abridged) blip from my own repertoire (story "In the Service", at http://archiveofourown.org/works/543070):  Georgia as seen through the eyes of Clint Barton; the place where he and Natasha will meet moments after this snippet ends.  It’s also my own personal love letter to a place that, for some reason I have yet to figure out, captured my heart.

Have fun!