Hiking Memories

I needed to get out of the city for part of a day, so I felt like the best place to go would be to Shenandoah National Park. I was able to drive through the park for a bit last fall to see the beautiful foliage, but this time I wanted to be able to do some hiking.  

Stony Man Look Out

Lynn and I enjoying the view

As we continued to explore areas of the park, I started recognizing things. Not from memories, but from a scrapbook I made when I was probably 14. My family went on vacation to Shenandoah National Park when I was about 12. Like I said, I don't have many actual memories of the vacation, just memories of myself and my family in the photos. The memories I do have of the vacation are pretty basic: I remember it was a fun vacation and I was able to ride a horse.

Dark Hollow Falls

 I have a photo of my brother and I climbing dangerously on these rocks of this waterfall. I decided not to recreate that photo.

Fisher is a family name, and I remember the photo of my Mom standing by this sign from our previous vacation here. I actually sent this photo (with the caption "Look Familiar? At Shenandoah") to my mom who called me and said "Yes, where is that?"

I chuckled since I had captioned it, but surely she was too excited in the moment. 

I need to text more photos to my parents because their responses are always funny.

Doppleganger - ness

I don't know if it's just me, but I see people that look like people I know left and right. It doesn't matter that I'm in Spain and half of the people I see are Latinos, and more than half of the people I know are not Latinos. I see people from Elementary School, High School, College, Grad School, at every turn. I think I may be crazy, or maybe just missing old friends and randomly thinking about them in complete strangers that may have the tiniest resemblance to them. I wonder if I'm alone in that...