When I was younger I'd spend each and every Saturday in town. Occasionally we would venture from our typical spot in the centre and head to the nearby park. It was often filled with teens rather than families, and there was definitely some underage drinking going on - but hey, at least we weren't on the street corners. I visited this park a lot when I was younger, but it was just a place to go, rather than somewhere to appreciate. Last month I headed there on a sunny day with my friend Penner, it was the first time I'd been there in about six years. If you had told my 15 year old self that I probably would have been mortified that I had not kept up my *promise* of going every summer. But when I think back to that promise, I wonder why I never kept it, or why it's taken me six years to go back. I really did take my old school hangout for granted, I mean look at it - it's beautiful.
What I like most about this park is that even though it has your typical basketball and tennis courts, kids playgrounds and a lake, it's smack bang in the middle of the city centre but you really wouldn't think it. It kind of reminds me of a mythical forest, with every new path leading to a new adventure. This park is filled with nostalgia for me, but it makes me remember not only the good times, but also how beautiful certain parts of my city can be. Plus, the sun really helped - so that was nice too.
Do you remember where you hung out as a kid?