scentbacks
Sometimes I have scentbacks. A certain smell will remind me-- no; take me back to-- an event in the past. The other day I smelled the cabin of an Air France jet bound for Paris; and I was so there.
Every once in a while I return to a childhood vacation in Florida. A certain scent triggers memory of the smells near the condo we rented for a week.
My favorites are probably the ones that take me to France. They are also the ones triggered most infrequently. Go figure... this place doesn't smell much like France.

