Mr. B and I live 10 minutes from downtown Alexandria and decided to go this weekend since the weather was so beautiful. Everything was sun-dappled and the weather was trying to cling on to the last of summer like a middle-aged Californian housewife post-Botox to youth.
We had a nice chocolate breakfast:
And walked around the city for three or four hours. Ever have those moments in life where you’re happy, but you can’t express how happy you are because it sounds stupid to be happy about warm weather, beautiful historic architecture, and being with someone who eats the majority of your dried mango slices, but who you love anyway?