I had the most perfect day yesterday. For real. I didn't think days could be this wonderful. Not a lot of money was spent, nothing crazy was done, to be honest, nothing even exciting happened. But it was quite possibly one of those days you could die happy after. As I said yesterday, I had a horrible night sleep. Bad dreams, tossing and turning, cats walking all over me, the works. I didn't have more than a single hour of solid sleep the whole night. It was just awful. On top of it, thanks to her fucking coworkers, both C and I are getting sick. We may have the 'rona again. These goddamn people thinking it's over and coughing all over you is just beyond belief. Right now, we both have scratchy throats. Not sure if it's because of hotel AC or sick. We shall see today. But back to yesterday, aka the best day ever.
We left the house at around 7, not too much traffic at that time even through it was a Thursday. Got to the hotel and of course it was too early to check in, but we wanted to just park so we didn't have to move the car. The plan was to park and walk everywhere. Walk we did. Almost 13 miles total. We did a half marathon yesterday. It was insane. Surprisingly, I am not feeling too awful this morning. A little soreness in the calves, but not bad overall. The hotel did in fact let us park in the garage and now the truck sits. We started out by walking to an antique district, about 1.7 miles away. We had a wonderful time walking around, looking at stuff. Didn't find anything, but still had fun. Then we started on the day's big adventure. POUTINE WEEK! 12 restaurants on one street all doing 12 different poutines. That was about 1.7 miles from where we were. We're up to 3.5 now. We walked ALL the way up the street where the places were and walked another mile. We managed to get 5 poutines eaten before we had enough. But everyone was having a great time, they were into it, and just having a blast. They even have little passports with stickers to keep track of where you ate. Love it.
Let me pause there for a second. By this point in the day, like around 1pm, it really hit me. This IS my kind of vibe here. It's alive. People are alive. Things are silly and fun. Just such a different feeling than where we live. Everyone is so old, cranky, dead inside. But here, you could feel the energy everywhere. That theme continued through the whole day. It also contributed to our mood. We were happy. People were happy. The weather was perfect. Alive.
Back to poutine. We finished our fifth one and made the almost 2 mile walk back to the hotel. We got checked in and no, we didn't sleep. We opened presents a day early. We were both too excited to wait. We both cried when we opened our gifts. For the first time in either of our lives, we got a gift that was so personal, so unique, it made us both cry like babies. I got C a custom ViewMaster with pictures from the last year. She was bawling looking at it. She got me a glow in the dark personalized star map of the sky at the exact hour and coordinates of our first date. I mean come on, how incredible are we?? Seriously we were both so touched by each other's gifts. She confessed later no partner had ever given her a gift that resonated so deeply before. I feel the same. I've gotten some good gifts over the years, but this went above and beyond. The thought, the effort. She got it out of Dublin Ireland for crying out loud. The time she took to customize it. It all means so much.
But there was more fun to be had! We then went to the opening party for Art Prize! We went to the park where the opening ceremonies were being held. Had ice cream sandwiches (free at that!), listened to the opening speeches, watched a band, saw art. Next up? Noodlepig. Look it up. Hands down the best noodles I have had outside Japan. Granted, I have only been to Narita, but still. Wow. We met the owner, had a great conversation with him, and fell in love with the restaurant. Again, ALL DAY we felt like this is where we belong. The night still wasn't over! At 9pm we took a walk down the river and watched the fireworks display. It was incredible. They lit the whole bridge up, had an awesome show, and energy was all around. We then went to DeVos place where art was being unveiled. We walked around for at least an hour looking at artworks. Finally around 10:15 we walked back to the hotel. At no point did we feel unsafe, or worried. We got some ice cream from the market, came back up, ate ice cream in bed, and finally crashed around 11.
What a day! Now today I have paid bills, we're going to see more art, then we have an anniversary dinner at a southern place. Go us.