August 28

The next day, I decided to show Regina the park that Peter once showed me - Manhattan Bridge Park. We walked there on foot, passing through Little Italy, Chinatown, and of course, the Brooklyn Bridge)))))

You walk through the city, and everything feels so familiar, so dear to me now.

Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, I was surprised by the number of tourists, although it is Saturday! Of course there would be tourists here! But what amazes me even more is that so many years ago, someone built this massive miracle - the bridge!))) How is that even possible!!!)

I even left a memory of myself on the bridge, somehow scratching something memorable with a red pen))))))

Regina was in a bad mood again, and for the second time, I regretted having someone with me right now. But trying not to get discouraged, I still tried to cheer her up; maybe she really was just in a bad mood!)))) And... I started singing Russian songs, starting with "In the forest a Christmas tree was born" and ending with "And we don't care!" (A nam vse ravno!)))))) And I felt so happy, I just wanted to jump around)))))))

We arrived at this park, which was already familiar to me, and I almost went crazy from this beautiful place: the sun was already setting, beautifully illuminating the park! We sat down on the steps and for a while just silently enjoyed this beauty. Then, a few meters away from us, a guy in a suit stood up, set up his sheet music, and started playing the guitar... Something romantic, soulful, and thoughtful at the same time)) And right then, it seemed to me that I was the happiest person on earth!)))

I asked him why he was playing? And he said, "There's going to be a wedding ceremony here soon." - "You play very soulfully!" - "Thank you))))"

We cleared the space on the steps and moved further away, but still close enough to watch the ceremony)) the guests gathered, looking beautiful) There's the priest, the groom, the bridesmaids... everything is so romantic! The view of Manhattan...

And then, floating on the water... yellow canoes (kayaks)!!! And it would have been fine if they were just floating by, wherever they were going! But they started approaching the shore and pulling the kayaks onto the beach! And there were about 15 of them! It was probably an excursion tour with stops))))

If it had been my wedding, I would have been very upset, but this absurd situation cheered me up a little)) After all, you can never plan everything down to the smallest detail. That's why I try never to make plans - everything can turn upside down in an instant!)