whats something that brings you back to your childhood happy place?

I've got two, one, is we love katamari, which I'm currently playing the rerelease of on steam. The Japanese culture, the wonderfully wacky story and gameplay, the weird but enrapturing soundtrack all coalesced into something new and amazing for me that to this day 20 years later I'm still glued to the screen for.

The other one is back when I was little enough, I would lie on my back under the Christmas tree looking out the window at the blizzard outside. I would lie like this for hours just watching the flurry of snow hitting the pane glass, that icy chaos mere inches away from the calm, twinkling tranquility of the string lights on the trees.

Both of these memories make me incredibly happy and frustratingly sad in a bittersweet way, but I don't think I'll ever forget them. How about you guys, what childhood memories stuck with you to this day? What felt so special about that moment?

russjr08 ,
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I have a weird one! The smell of one of the hand sanitizer brands ("Germ X") always brings me back to Kindergarten when we'd all line up for some hand sanitizer before lunch and after recess, then right before going home for the day. Times were so much simpler back then.

I don't have a lot of "visual" memories left of those times, but the smell of that specific hand sanitizer brand seems like a memory that will never fade for me.

yokonzo OP ,

Apparently though memory is primarily visual, odor is one of our strongest memory makers

deadbeef79000 ,

The Cranberries

Doo do do do...

adrrdgz ,
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sonic games. specially sonic gems collection for the gamecube!!

acid_falcon ,

Hell yeah dude, same! I just re-downloaded that a month ago!

Misanthrope ,

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Xylogx ,

Saturday morning cartoons. This was a sacred ritual that we looked forward to every weekend.

Kimdracula ,

Bible black, one of the first porn related stuff I watched.

saltesc ,

Surfing

DarkDarkHouse ,
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Flying ant day.

Once a year, on a warm and still summer evening, just on sunset, the sky would fill with hundreds of thousands of winged ants. It was magical.

Then one year we waited for them, but summer turned to autumn and they never came. And like that, the magic had gone forever.

ouRKaoS ,

The ant orgy moved locations

aCosmicWave , (edited )
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For me, it’s the simple memories of playing Quake 3 Arena on Friday nights after school. Crush soda in my cup. A fresh bagel in my hand. Freedom from the responsibilities of homework until Sunday night. I only had the one game so I’d spend the evening exploring different mods, trying to teach myself how to make levels (maps), and of course just frag noobs online until my eyes hurt. I’d stay up super late and when I’d wake up I literally couldn’t be more excited to do it all over again. It was glorious.

Truffle ,

We had a beach cabin that we would go to for two or three weeks during summer.
There was no electricity but we had the best time spending time there.

I remember we would go swimming in the sea under the blistering sun, white hot sand that we had to run on as fast as we could to sit on the porch where my dad had assembled "the porch table" that it was nothing more than the wooden kitchen door that doubled as furniture because that is all we had.
Then he would place a big majolica bowl filled with an expertly sliced cooled watermelon...oh man I am tearing up here: The sweet flavor of the ripe cool fruit against our parched salty tongues felt like heaven. The smell of sea and fruit and salt and sand.

Beautiful memories. I miss my dad so much.

Truffle ,

That image of the contrast between the blizzard and the twinkling lights is beautiful OP.

HipsterTenZero ,
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Thunderstorms at night. If it's also exactly 60 degrees fareinheight too, oooh

dmention7 ,

Snow is a great example. As a kid, snow was freedom from school, a sculpting medium, a sledding surface, a new landscape to explore...

As an adult, it mostly means tangled commutes and manual labor.

Granted, a gentle snowstorm can be pretty nice when you don't have work the next day, but it doesn't have the same magic it did.

OopsAllTwix ,

The Orion and/or Tristar pictures logo.

verity_kindle ,
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The smell of the white smoke from grass/brush fires, we had so many of those where I grew up.

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