One of the first places I visited when I moved to the Pacific Northwest many years ago was Snoqualmie Falls. This weekend I revisited the national park and I was surprised by how many things I forgot about the experience. Like, I knew the waterfall was big, but it still made an impact when I saw it again. I forgot the sound of the waterfall and that the crashing waves at the bottom would look like smoke. And it was a surprise that I would feel the mist on my skin from the observation deck. It was only when I wiped the moisture off that I remember I had to do that the last time I stood on the deck.
After my first visit I remember the big picture, but I was more aware of the details after my second visit. Who knows what I will see the next time I visit.