Als kind kwam ik veel in Valkenburg en later heb ik er een tijdje gewoond. Als ik Valkenburg kom voelt het nog altijd als thuiskomen. Laatst dacht ik terug aan mijn kindertijd en toen kwam een herinnering voorbij. De herinnering aan het grottenaquarium. Ik ben er maar 1 keer geweest en kan me nog de sidderaal herinneren in het aquarium. Uit verlangen om daar nog eens rond te lopen en te kijken of de sidderaal er nog steeds is - geen idee hoe oud ze worden- ging ik op internet kijken of het nogwel bestaat. Tevens kwam ik een paar recenties tegen. Teleurstelling wilde zich aandringen, de recenties riepen een duidelijk beeld op dat niet in de buurt kwam van mijn herinnering. Gemiddeld was de score nog geen 2. Waarschijnlijk was hier sinds mijn bezoek als kind niets veranderd, in tegenstelling tot hierboven beschreven. Zonde. Om mijn herinnering te koesteren hebben we besloten om maar niet naar het grottenaquarium te gaan. Conclusie: het is maar goed dat alles veranderd.
Memories are beautiful. Sometimes they are so beautiful that you want to experience again. But memories are special. They are able to lift anything special out of a total situation and other details steps to the background or fade. So they are not entirely reliable. But when it comes to beautiful memories I don't think it matters much. The memory, I think, to a large extent from the feeling that we had then or now think that we had then. This is why reliving a memory is difficult. It's hard to feel like everything like then. And in addition we change and everything around us also changes.
As a child I spend much time in Valkenburg and later I lived there for a while. If I go Valkenburg it still feels like coming home. Recently I thought back to my childhood and then a memory came over. The memory of the aquarium displays in a cave. I've only been there one time and can still remember the electric eel in the aquarium. A desire came to take another walk around there and see if the eel is still there - no idea how old they can be- I went looking on the Internet to check if it still exists. I also came across a few reviews. Disappointment wanted to insist, the reviews called a clear picture that did not match with my memory at all. The average score was not nearby 2! Probably, since my visit as a child, nothing has changed, unlike described above. Sin. To cherish my memory we decided not to go. Conclusion: it's a good thing that everything changes.
With Love,
B'Sofie
Memories are beautiful. Sometimes they are so beautiful that you want to experience again. But memories are special. They are able to lift anything special out of a total situation and other details steps to the background or fade. So they are not entirely reliable. But when it comes to beautiful memories I don't think it matters much. The memory, I think, to a large extent from the feeling that we had then or now think that we had then. This is why reliving a memory is difficult. It's hard to feel like everything like then. And in addition we change and everything around us also changes.
As a child I spend much time in Valkenburg and later I lived there for a while. If I go Valkenburg it still feels like coming home. Recently I thought back to my childhood and then a memory came over. The memory of the aquarium displays in a cave. I've only been there one time and can still remember the electric eel in the aquarium. A desire came to take another walk around there and see if the eel is still there - no idea how old they can be- I went looking on the Internet to check if it still exists. I also came across a few reviews. Disappointment wanted to insist, the reviews called a clear picture that did not match with my memory at all. The average score was not nearby 2! Probably, since my visit as a child, nothing has changed, unlike described above. Sin. To cherish my memory we decided not to go. Conclusion: it's a good thing that everything changes.
With Love,
B'Sofie
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