I took pictures of where I played hopscotch.
And the patterns on the ground have not changed much from when I was a child. I showed him where I was when I froze my tongue to the monkey bars.
And I showed him where I grew up, the houses where I played, and so on.
When you are there, and you can tell stories, it all comes.
My Monster Tree is gone.
I did the whole walk in the rain. Yeah, if you want to see something, rain is not an obstacle. I will admit my nose turned pink. I saw it all.
I stood under where the planes go, and they are higher.