Blimey, the first time I visited, Nemesis had just opened, I was a mere 8 years old but can remember a lot of details.
Walking up past the rapids and hearing that music for the first time, It felt so special and magical. It really did seem like you were off on a big adventure.
I remember seeing nemesis in the metal for the first time and being totally in awe of it, never dreaming of the day I may at last ride it... I was far too scared! Especially as some poor man had died of a heart attack a monday before (from what I can recall).
All this talk of the magic coming back excites me, I have some very special memories of that place.