Montreal
Who would imagine that a late-night weekend excursion to Montreal, of all places, would turn out to be some of the most dance-fun I've had in a long time? We left at 7pm on Saturday, arrived at around 1am, danced our asses off, crashed at Sylwia's (thank you Sylwia!), regrew our asses, got up, danced our asses off again from 2pm to 6, ate, and drove home.
I’m super incredibly tired, but it was worth it to see some friends I haven’t in a while, and to recapture a little of that traveling Lindy nomad excitement from days of yore.
My good mood will be 100% gone by the time I’m done with the store tonight, though.
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