I made the trek from base to the Lighthouse for the first time since last summer. Before I had a place off base, I’d make that trip on foot 2 to 3 times a week. I pumped up the familiar Ray Lamontagne “Trouble” CD and took in the sites and sounds of Blue Street Even the beckoning of the massagie girls didn’t seems so intrusive. There are still Christmas Lights in all the trees, and the streets stay fairly active well into the night - not something that can be said for anywhere I’ve grown up. Sometimes a stroll through memory lane makes me feel a little nostalgic - even if it is through this dingy, Americanized city. I wouldn’t have it any other way =)