getting a taste for what we would see:
Going up the stairs in the converted factory made me feel like I was in a gore movie like Hostel. Finally we looked up and saw light.
Climbing through the tornado-style doors (?) brought us to this:
I couldn't stop spinning around uncontrollably, looking at this view from all angles. I couldn't believe it. I would take this over a backyard any day. There was delicious food (Chuck made spicy Thai chicken wings! my god), great friends (and some new ones), lots of French-speaking and the spiced smell of summer.
I thought I couldn't have been happier, but then the sun started setting.
The party continued well into the night, and Alex brought up string lights and watermelon.
I hope every weekend is like this from now on.