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10 Memories, 100 Discoveries: Memory 4 – Tourist Eyes
Huxley said, “Memories are a man’s private literature.” Memories are private and you never know which ones will be picked up, stored away and treasured. In 1 Year, 10 Projects, 100 Discoveries, ten of the discoveries are memories- fun, sad, happy, I’m not sure what types there will be, but I do know that they will all be treasured. This post is part of that project. You can see all 10 memories here and the entire project here. Enjoy the memories, I am!
After living in Las Vegas for six years, the lights started to fade. While The Strip always held magic, working where everyone else played took some of the tourist magic away. The lights, the sounds, the food, the amazing architecture, the phenomenal shows and concerts that were in town every weekend started to become a part of everyday life. To say that I took it all for granted would be an understatement.
Yesterday, for the first time in a long time, I got to experience The Strip through the eyes of a tourist. This wasn’t just any tourist. This was someone who had never been to Las Vegas. This was also someone who has been my dearest family friend since the day I was born. He’s also someone who is amazingly perceptive and sees the world like no one else I know.
With camera in hand, we walked about a third of The Strip. Every few moments, he’d stop and take pictures. He’d gasp in awe. Sometimes, he’d even stop to take pictures of things I had stopped seeing. I forgot how beautiful or unique they were to someone who had never seen them before.
His favorite (and still mine) were the Bellagio Fountains. We stopped and watched them twice through. To this day, they are my favorite part of the Las Vegas Strip. They never get old or boring. Some nights, I’ve even sat and watched them six times through.
These days, I have few friends who have never been to Vegas. I have even fewer who would allow me to tag along for their first time. And, I only have one that sees the world the way he does. Last night, was a memory and a reminder that will last a long time to come.
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