Posts
Monday Monday Part II
On Thursday, I experienced a fairly common phenomenon that most people participate in without even realizing it. Time travel, although not a fully developed area of science, happens everyday as people travel from one side of the United States to the other. Personally, I left Washington airport at 6:00 AM on a Thursday morning, I travelled in the air for six hours, and then I landed in San Francisco at 9:00AM on that same Thursday morning. For all intents and purposes, I actually travelled back in time three hours (who knew all those hippies out in San Francisco were literally three hours behind us)? Who knew that the technology for time travel has actually existed for decades?
Three nights falls short of the time required to fully appreciate San Francisco’s vast offerings, but Maggie and I did manage to personally experience the whole Full House intro. I know you remember that little red convertible driving over the Golden Gate Bridge as the big bubbley yellow letters spelling out “Full House” flash across the TV. In the next scene, you’ve got the whole crew running over Hippie Hill in Golden Gate Park and then riding Cable Cars in the scene after that. Somewhere along the way, the guys (Jessie, Danny, and Joey) are leaning against the pier down at Fisherman’s Warf. I can’t resist not placing the lyrics below for the sole purpose of jogging your memory and hopefully bringing you back in time to a place where three men sang the Teddy Bear Song to Mary Kate and Ashley:
“What ever happend to predictability?
The milk man, the paper boy, evening T.V
You miss your old familar friends, but
waiting just around the bend.
Everywhere you look (everywhere)
There's a heart (there's a heart)
A hand to hold on to.
Everywhere you look (everywhere)
There's a face of somebody who needs you.
When you're lost out there and your all alone
A light is waiting to carry you home
Everywhere you look.”
I just went on and on about Full House because the parallels in life make travelling fun. I grew up watching that TV show year after year, and I never paid attention to the scenery used during the filming. When I got to San Francisco this past weekend, the whole show hit me like a ton of bricks. “WAKE UP SAN FRANCISCO!”
Now you have the secret of my lofty travel ambitions. I actually seek to experience that which I’ve previously experienced. I’ll always associate the Golden Gate Bridge with my childhood memories of Full House, so visiting the bridge brought me back to my own childhood memories. I can remember coming home from school and parking my butt on the couch to watch reruns of Full House. I think at one point, Full House aired reruns every day from 4:00-5:30PM (that’s three episodes in a row) with the brand new episode airing on either Tuesday Nights at 8:00PM or somewhere amongst the TGIF lineup.
Many years later, I experienced a similar phenomenon. Soon after I read the Hunchback of Notre Dame and the Da Vinci Code, I had an opportunity allowing me to visit Paris. From reading Hunchback, I had vivid images of Quasi Modo perched up in the Bell Tower. From the Da Vinci Code, I wanted nothing more than to see the glass pyramids decorating the entrance to the Louvre. Forget the Eiffel Tower and Mona Lisa because I had images of a cathedral and a pyramid that I needed to experience in reality to bring my imagination to life.
For me, travelling isn’t always about all the great new experiences. Travelling is also about experiencing something I already cherish, but in a new and exciting way.
I literally travelled three hours into the past, but my imagination and experiences took me back a whole decade.
Take Care Everyone,
Ryan
No comments:
Post a Comment