Where is your happy place

On the rare occasions I visit an old school friend of mine, we spend the first part of the evening in his front room with his wife and kids, eating finger food, drinking wine, talking about the economy, ya know doing the whole grown up thing.
Then when it gets late his thoughtful missus puts the kids to bed, says good night to us and gives us a sly wink going out the door saying not to stay up too late! Then with the reactions of ninjas, we break out the PS3 and have fired up a game of Pro Evo Soccer in under 20 seconds!
Im transported back to a time when we played games alot more often, before work, women and life in general got in the way! Good times.