There was a music box left at their rental house that played Brahms Lullaby and the owner's of the house let my grandmother take it with her. A year or so later, when my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer, my mother recalls the joy her mother got from that box and the memories it elicited from their trip. She died almost within a year of her diagnosis.
When we turned off highway 101 to a State Park ocean viewing area, I didn't see the No RV sign until it was too late. The road was too small to turn around on or to back up. I had to go down the short stretch of road to the beach parking area just so I could turn around. I chose to get out and breathe the salt air and take some photos (plus a short video) of the ocean since I was there. It was truly spectacular. Not one human was walking along the beach. I could have spent hours there, but for the restrictions.
I was able to drive back out the single lane road without another vehicle needing to pass. Whew. It was well worth the mistake though. That stretch of beach will long be etched in my memory.