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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

City Living

After work, Nate and I went to Adams Morgan, a cute neighborhood in DC filled with bars, outdoor seating, and bohemian boutiques.



(Not the best photo, but it was dark and all I had was my crappy phone camera.)

We spent about an hour and a half at Tryst, enjoying a bowl of watermelon and a couple of drinks outside and chatting about all our plans and ideas. We walked home, holding hands, as heat lightning played above our heads. Have you ever seen heat lightning? It's when there's lightning but no thunder.  It's pretty amazing.

While we were walking, we heard someone playing jazz on the trumpet. We sat on a bench to listen and watched the lighting dance to the music. It was such a magical time.

And then the storm came.

The clouds grew bigger and thunder awoke. Then rain drops hit my arm, and then my nose, and then the sky decided to get serious and let them come.

Nate and I ran home, still holding hands.

(At least we didn't get drenched like last time.)

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