Last Friday, on the way home from the rock gym, JO and I were feeling kind of blah. With the impending cold, rainy weather of the weekend and the heatwave afterwards our city options seemed a bit limited.
As we passed Parlor Sports we heard some really loud music. We chalked it up to a party at Parlor Sports but as we walked further away we realized the music was coming from somewhere else. When we turned the corner we stumbled upon a small Portuguese Festival. Everyone seemed so happy and it was such a fun reminder of everything that is great about living in the city!
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