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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2010 6:14:18 GMT
Everybody has loved certain places, either when travelling or as a place where they spent a big (or at least a significant) part of their lives.
Yet in some cases we never want to go back there.
Sometimes it is your hometown, but there is no home and no family there anymore. Sometimes it is a place where you went with somebody you loved, and things did not work out. Perhaps something unpleasant happened there and you never got over it. Maybe the place was so wonderful that you are afraid that you will be disappointed if you return.
Are there any places to which you do not want to return, or at least not for a long time?
I need to give this more thought, but I am quite sure that there are a number of places that I am avoiding.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2010 10:57:19 GMT
The place that immediately comes to mind for me is the area in and between Las Vegas and Reno,Nevada. In 1976, I spent a month out there visiting my brother who was involved in a "dude ranch" enterprise,called The Daydream. The venture was geared towards tourists who, while visiting either Las Vegas and or Reno wanted to have a "cowboy" experience. Really,quite comical but, I will save stories for another time. Anyway,I have such a vivid recall of this time. I had a great horse,an old mare named "Lucille' that my brother had chosen for me to have exclusively for the time I was there.(I am laughing as I write this as it was a really funny time!) I took long,long rides out into the vast desert landscape,often times alone,the first time being quite daunting and overwhelming. All that open,open space,no one in sight for miles if at all. And,the dry,dry heat. Miles and miles of nowhere.... While I did not have an unpleasant experience by any means,I know I will never go back there,ever.
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Post by Kimby on Apr 15, 2011 18:44:07 GMT
We were on Phi Phi Island Thailand in 1988, just as the first high rise hotel was beginning construction. It was so idyllic there that I cannot imagine going back and seeing what it has become now.
Especially since the Christmas Eve tsunami in 2004 wiped out most of the old structures including the bungalow we stayed in and probably the open-air restaurant that served the fabulous banana pancakes with pineapple syrup.
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