To see David Tennant and Patrick Stewart in Hamlet at Stratford-on-Avon! Does life get any better? (I will now and for the next year or so be living in terror of the moment we take our seats and hear the announcement, "Tonight the roles of Hamlet and Claudius will be played by....")
The seats are fairly nosebleedy, but based on the seating chart the house doesn't actually look all that terribly big, so all should be well.
The piggy bank will be needing a lot of feeding between now and then. Hey, maybe I'll sell my novel and become hugely stinking rich in less than 12 months. (It could happen.)