How could I ever express the happiness I felt that day?
To be in a new city full of strangers, but to finally feel part of a group of people. To run in the middle of the city with music playing everywhere. To smile at people and see people smiling back and laughing out loud. To stand in the middle of a crowd full of happy (and colorful) people. To dance, and move, and sing along to the music without caring what other people think. To see the air fill itself with colors every few minutes. To finally feel ALIVE.
It was simply the best day of my life.