How memories go.
Dec. 21st, 2010 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
agent_daniDue to a conversation elsewhere today I recalled the exchange trip I took nearly 20 years ago (and misremembered my age in the process.) It was a three week trip to what was then still the U.S.S.R.
One person in the chat quoted a lyric from The Beatles "Back In the USSR." I was reminded of the Human League CD, which I bought during the day layover in Helsinki, Finland, on the return from the trip.
A couple days after returning I finally played it. I had to reverse and replay one tract to make sure I heard it right. The song "The Things That Dreams Are Made Of" caught my attention for one lyric: "march, march, march across red square."
A few weeks earlier I stood in Red Square. I can still picture it - Lenin's Tomb and the Kremlin wall in front of me and St. Basil's to my left. The panorama photo on the Wikipedia article for Red Square is basically what I remember seeing.
It's a trip I remember fondly for it changed my life. I was 16, over 4,000 miles from home, and having experiences I treasure to this day.
One person in the chat quoted a lyric from The Beatles "Back In the USSR." I was reminded of the Human League CD, which I bought during the day layover in Helsinki, Finland, on the return from the trip.
A couple days after returning I finally played it. I had to reverse and replay one tract to make sure I heard it right. The song "The Things That Dreams Are Made Of" caught my attention for one lyric: "march, march, march across red square."
A few weeks earlier I stood in Red Square. I can still picture it - Lenin's Tomb and the Kremlin wall in front of me and St. Basil's to my left. The panorama photo on the Wikipedia article for Red Square is basically what I remember seeing.
It's a trip I remember fondly for it changed my life. I was 16, over 4,000 miles from home, and having experiences I treasure to this day.
