It wasn’t hard to find the festival. Before we even got into the main city, I could hear the sounds of music and happy chatter.
“Come on, come on. We need to hurry,” Ashley said, hurrying forward. “We’re going to miss all the good stuff.”
We rounded the corner to the main street and I stopped, my jaw dropping open.
The street was filled with vendors selling snacks and all kinds of things from exotic clothes to pottery and ceramics, and jewelry.
There were people playing music in the streets and dancing. String lights with paper lanterns on them were hung across the streets.
It was so vibrant, colorful, and full of life. I looked this way and that. Everywhere I looked, I saw more shiny, colorful things that caught my eye.
Ashley was already trying on a fancy scarf from one of the vendors.
This was a harvest festival? I thought there would be more associations with harvests but everyone just seemed to be celebrating and having a good time.
