The first time I had to go to Stormwind was at level 15 to train 2 handed sword skill with Master Woo. I'd been playing WOW about a week and was completely hooked, but so far I'd only seen Teldrassil, Darkshore, and Ashenvale, so the game was pretty much all about night elves and night elf lands to me.
Seeing the way the terrain was so radically different in style and atmosphere when I walked from Menethil Harbor to Stormwind was my favorite video game moment ever. On that walk specifically I recall the sounds of the Wetlands reminding me of Africa with the wilerbeest sounds and the weird silver look to the sun, and the mountain passes and tunnels between the Wetlands and Loch Modan.
When you walk out of the first tunnel and make that sharp zigzag U turn that goes back up into a new mountain tunnel, just before where you go back in the tunnel where sometimes a Dragonmaw orc spawns, there is a great scenic view of the Wetlands. There are also dwarven ruins all over the mountains you see poking out and I was just caught up wondering if somehow I'd someday be inside those mountains looking out the window able to recognize this lonely mountain road. I guess that would be the place, though Loch Modan's fat green pine trees and Dun Morogh's snow caked pines and cobblestones come close.
But Teldrassil in many ways means more to me.
It's a shame what burn out can do to these places. It's almost like you don't even see them anymore after seeing them for the 100,000th time.