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Editor鈥檚 note: In this monthly column, comedian Zach Abeyta looks at life in New Mexico through a humorous lens.

Last week I went to a local video game store in sa国际传媒官网网页入口 called New Game Plus. You could play video games in-store, from retro to modern.

The store is even complete with a fully furnished 鈥�90s-style basement game room with tube TVs and funky couches. I felt like I was teleported back to my Super Nintendo-filled childhood. To a simpler time before paying rent, before social media, but not before losing 100 times to Street Fighter 2 at the Tilt arcade in the Winrock Mall. I probably lost months鈥� worth of lunch money in that arcade.

While taking in the nostalgic feelings around me that night, I began to think of all the places in sa国际传媒官网网页入口 that made my childhood and growing up so special, that aren鈥檛 around anymore.

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While you would go to The Beach water park during the day, at night, the best event for youth had to be 鈥淒ance Dance Dance: It鈥檚 a Teen Thing.鈥�

Triple D, I, double T, before viral dance trends and YouTube. If you wanted to learn the latest dance moves, you had to do it in person. Horrifying right? I remember having so much fun dancing in middle school in our oversized jerseys and Anchor Blue jeans at foam parties (that I鈥檓 pretty sure just used Dawn dish soap), but it didn鈥檛 matter as long as you were grooving.

My earliest birthday party memories go back to Planet Fun. Being only 10 years old, the expansive jungle gyms and ball pits felt like something out of 鈥淚ndiana Jones.鈥� But instead of giant rolling rocks and snakes, you had to worry about cooties and losing your shoe in the ball pit that felt like quicksand. Also, why were we always so worried about quicksand as kids? After 36 years of living in New Mexico and seeing a lot of sand, none of it was even close to 鈥渜uick.鈥�

When I think of ultimate arcades as a kid, I always reminisce about Block Party. This was before Main Event, and way before It鈥檢, if you even remember that. It was the first arcade in the 鈥�90s where I remember seeing virtual reality. The few times, I remember going there as a kid, I felt like I was being transported to the future.

Right around the corner was another childhood favorite my grandmother took me to often called Putt-Putt. It鈥檚 still standing today, but it is just a shadow of its former miniature golf and mom-and-pop arcade glory. My grandma never held back and beat me many times on that 18-hole mini course, turning into Happy Gilmore once we got there. She had no problem showing me who the boss of the family really was. Yet she was always sweet and shared a Coke (any soda in New Mexico) and would let me hit the last ball before we left.

What I would do for just one more round of mini-golf and memories.