Oh let's see... I first went to the 33rd century and saved a Star Whale. Then, I met Winston Churchill in 1941. I also visited a museum in the 171st century. Then traveled to the 51st century. Then the year 2020. Afterward, I met Vincent van Gogh. Then went to Stonehenge in 102 AD. Spent about a thousand years inside the Pandorica. OH! Then, I got married. You know, in regular time. Went on my honeymoon and (here's where it gets foggy) was kidnapped at some point while pregnant and replaced with a ganger, so while my mind remembers 17th century pirate ships and the like, my body wasn't actually there until I gave birth in the 52nd century and... well... some other place after that.
Don't want to spoil all the fun. How about yourself?