After eight long years, I decided to relive my sweet childhood memories. One emulator later and I'm playing Pokemon FireRed. Of course I went oldschool with the revamped version of one of the very first games of the Pokemon franchise. It's been a refreshing experience with frequent flashbacks of my days of old. I remember begging my dad at Fry's Electronics to buy me a "RumblePack" for my GameboyAdvance just for this game and tremoring with glee each time it shook as my level 52 Charizard "Blast Burned" my hated foes.
The only thing is, I've made the same progress in a week as I made after months in my younger years, and that bothers me. I don't feel the same excitement I did with each evolution, gym badge, hidden items, or legendary pokemon because I always knew what was coming. With internet walkthroughs and aids, I knew every nook and cranny in the game. There was no adventure.
In this instantaneous age where every bit of information is at our fingertips, we tend to take shortcuts in everything we everything we do. And I think that defeats the purpose. There's that one saying about the journey being better than the destination, and I completely agree with that. Discovering those new things in Pokemon was definitely one of the best part: finding out what was effective against what and going into every other house to figure out where to go, chuckling at the silly remarks from those 8-bit humanoids. So to everyone out there, slow down once in a while and just enjoy the ride.
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