There were many moments I wished I were somewhere else, far, far away.
I kept imagining how nice it would be to be
Somewhere with impressive décor
and good lighting
and wonderful music.
Somewhere I would need fabulous shoes.
Okay, so maybe I’d really rather run away to Maui or Paris, or even Fort Davis, or enjoy a fine meal at a restaurant with all of the qualifications listed above, but all I could manage this weekend was Skateworld. And honestly, who among us couldn’t use a little of the retro funk of a roller rink? A place where time seems to have stood still. A place that brings you right back to the time that you really would have chosen a roller rink as a sweet escape.