Do you remember?

When you went somewhere the first time? A place that was really special to you or was someplace that you were just dying to go?

I was reading a Harlequin Romance last night, (Shut up! I need my fantasy world) and I found a passage that really stuck with me.

The hero had asked the heroine how long she had been in Vienna to which she replied

"Not long enough to take it forgranted"

and she went on to say "When we first came here we looked at everything. Just as if we expected it to disappear tomorrow..."

Have you ever felt that way when you were somewhere?

I'm not the most well traveled person in the world, so when I go someplace new, I almost always feel that way. I remember seeing Atlantic City for the first time last year. I remember seeing the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. It was overwhelming and so beautiful.

I was still in awe when I went back the second time in September last year. I think I might have even looked more, digesting every little sight and sound.

I know most people wonder why I have such a fascination with the city and with the casinos. I'll admit I'm amused by the slot machines, but there's something more. Something I just can't pinpoint.

For me it's a kind of magic and it's something I never experienced anywhere else.

And even on the overcast day it was...it was still perfect...

And I still dream...and remember...


Dreaming of the boardwalk 

And I can't wait to go back, so I can see it all over again. I know I had to miss something. There's never enough time to see it all.