Times like this I’m sad my country is so unpopular: tonight is são João festival in my town, everyone’s outside dancing to Portuguese folk music and strangers join in as they pass. We eat sardines and everyone has a plastic hammers hitting everyone’s head as they pass by
And at night we have the most amazing firework battle between both shores of the river that separates our city from our metal bridge and as if that’s not enough the sky is covered with those paper balloon lanterns just like in tangled

I’ll try to reblog this with some pics tomorrow if I can