Hey FreeOwl
Thanks for the post.
It reminded me of the same thing when I went back to one of the cities I lived in whilst actively drinking. I also went to AA there and essentially told my then sponsor to drop dead. Fast forward about 12 months and I am back in that city with all the horrible drunken memories. I revisited my old haunts thinking I would be overcome but surprisingly felt nothing except some distant regret. The hardest was going back to the rooms. Some folks vaguely remembered me but that was all. I managed to become comfortable back in those rooms again.
Its such a sharp contrast between then and now...