our last weekend in hartford

 

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It was a beautiful sunny day, the sky filled with fluffy white clouds.

So we grabbed a blanket and setted in on the narrow sloped hill. Families surrounded us for the River Festival, filling the air with laughter and music. Hungry, we bought greasy cheese steaks and fried dough to devour in the late afternoon heat.

And we waited. For the sun to set, so the fireworks could illuminate the sky. One last time.

Two weeks ago, boyfriend and I packed up our lives into cardboard boxes and set out on a journey to enjoy our favorite places in a city we know we'll never live again. These next few posts are of those final days...