Sailfest XXXIII

Once again, the glorious city of New London celebrated another glorious Sailfest this past weekend.

And oh, what a time we had.

There was music.

There was dancing.

There were friends.

There were boats.

There was more music.

There was, really, quite a bit of drinking.

There were T-shirts.

Oh, the music never stopped.

There were shuckers.

There was a raw bar.

Clams and oysters, baby.

There were late nights . . .

. . . and old high school friends . . .

. . . and the Hygienic Art Park.

There were bike rides and beach outings and a birthday brunch and a World Cup final, but mainly, because Saturday was an utterly spectacular night, and it Sailfest . . .

. . . There were fireworks.

Sailfest, baby.