Hardly remember, but one piece of it is what matters. I do remember how crowded it was every night, the mouthwatering smell of our local street food, the cheers and everyone was there.
And here I am standing, recalling how nice it was to have people around us, how safe it was to be next to strangers, eating the same food, sharing the same smile. Now I realized, no matter how long it has been, how old it has become, it is still part of me. Part of my memories, a place where I used to run around seeing the late night sky, lots of stars I supposed.
Its good to be back, once in a while.