Do you remember that day you spent in the Pokémon world?
It was such a normal, wonderful day, like any day in your own world.
In fact you nearly mistook it for a trip you made in your own world until the memories come into focus with such clarity and realism, the sights, and sounds and sensations all coming alive again, bringing you back.
You remember walking down the street because you had just missed the Ampharos powered streetcar whose steel tracks were set within the autumn colored cobblestones that reflected the afternoon sun.
You noticed a man walking his Herdier, and reminded that this was now possible, you let one of your Pokémon out to accompany you as you tried to navigate the city without a map.
Your Pokémon, thrilled to be with out in world with you, tugged you down a side street, leading you to a canal. You had smelt and heard the waterway, but hadn’t yet seen yourself.
Then you made your way along the street beside the water, loitering here and there,