The Yellowstone caldera, where absolutely nothing of note is going on.
I swear, if I had a nickel for every time someone breathlessly told me about the apocalyptic disaster coming soon1 to the Western US when Yellowstone explodes, I’d… well, I’d have a lot of nickels, to start. I’d quite possibly be planning for an even fancier wedding too, presumably one where I could blow a giant box full of nickels on something as insipid as an ice sculpture.
1 – This is geology. Soon does not mean what you think it means.