Post by Adelard of Bath on May 6, 2023 20:57:14 GMT -5
I'm always talking about smelling this or that and wife thinks I'm crazy, but she's come to accept it. We've all heard the thing about the shops on Main Street pumping out the smell of fresh baked treats. We also are all fairly familiar with the smell of the water rides (for a while I was running bromine in my hot tub instead of the usual chlorine and yum)
But what about more unusual scents?
For me, they are almost always childhood memories.
Sometimes, I can take the bathroom towel and hold it up to my nose and breathe deep - not always, but sometimes if the towel has been a little wet for about one day or maybe two, suddenly I am transported to being ten years old, getting on the Monorail at Epcot Center at 2am at Christmastime. (super humid and foggy windows and a whiff of mildew coming from the a/c system)
I can take the same bath towel, if it's a white one, (and thus bleached, at least here) and if it's a hair damp the smell of chlorine bleach will come out and mix with the cotton and suddenly I'm wrapped up in crisp hotel sheets.
Of course the aforementioned water rides, mostly Pirates.
If I rub a house key, my fingers will smell like the brass handrail of waiting in line in Fantasyland. Also the railing of waiting for the busses outside of Magic Kingdom.
(Handrails at Epcot don't necessarily have a smell but they have THAT SOUND)
Sometimes the smell of chlorine bleach on skin will make me think of the highly-chlorinated hot tubs of hotels.
Steak searing in the dark makes me think of Mexico.
Hot asphalt and exhaust mixed with cooler evening air after the sun goes down makes me think of cities like L.A. or Phoenix.
Heavy humid air in the evening or morning smells like Florida. Similarly, I've smelled the smell of camping many times coming from a grove of trees in the morning.
Recently, I smelled a candle ($30 so I didn't get it) that nailed the smell of opening the door of a walk-in refrigerator full of cut flowers at the florist. Nailed it. (not flowers...cut flowers. Maybe I should get that candle)
And every once in a while, someone smoking outside in the evening air will transport me to Disneyland, when you used to be able to smoke in the parks way back in the day. This is one of my favorites, because it is so unexpected.
But what about more unusual scents?
For me, they are almost always childhood memories.
Sometimes, I can take the bathroom towel and hold it up to my nose and breathe deep - not always, but sometimes if the towel has been a little wet for about one day or maybe two, suddenly I am transported to being ten years old, getting on the Monorail at Epcot Center at 2am at Christmastime. (super humid and foggy windows and a whiff of mildew coming from the a/c system)
I can take the same bath towel, if it's a white one, (and thus bleached, at least here) and if it's a hair damp the smell of chlorine bleach will come out and mix with the cotton and suddenly I'm wrapped up in crisp hotel sheets.
Of course the aforementioned water rides, mostly Pirates.
If I rub a house key, my fingers will smell like the brass handrail of waiting in line in Fantasyland. Also the railing of waiting for the busses outside of Magic Kingdom.
(Handrails at Epcot don't necessarily have a smell but they have THAT SOUND)
Sometimes the smell of chlorine bleach on skin will make me think of the highly-chlorinated hot tubs of hotels.
Steak searing in the dark makes me think of Mexico.
Hot asphalt and exhaust mixed with cooler evening air after the sun goes down makes me think of cities like L.A. or Phoenix.
Heavy humid air in the evening or morning smells like Florida. Similarly, I've smelled the smell of camping many times coming from a grove of trees in the morning.
Recently, I smelled a candle ($30 so I didn't get it) that nailed the smell of opening the door of a walk-in refrigerator full of cut flowers at the florist. Nailed it. (not flowers...cut flowers. Maybe I should get that candle)
And every once in a while, someone smoking outside in the evening air will transport me to Disneyland, when you used to be able to smoke in the parks way back in the day. This is one of my favorites, because it is so unexpected.
