The day after

The day after the disastrously perfect proposal, we headed back to Leavenworth. We had a play to attend, tickets to which had been moved to Sunday to make way for a football game we didn’t watch. And so we got dressed up and headed out for round two of Leavenworth.

On this day, while there were still more people than normal, Leavenworth was much quieter. The atmosphere was much more what Jeff had been going for the day before. We saw a positively charming production of “It’s a wonderful life,” grabbed a late lunch, and then nabbed a spot next to a fire pit to watch the lighting ceremony that takes place in the Christmas season as the sun sets behind the mountains.

The lighting ceremony that had also happened just as we settled into a sketchy couch in a sketchy bar the night before.

The lighting ceremony with live music and lots of fanfare.

The lighting ceremony where the village progressively becomes bedazzled with the twinkling of many strands of lights.

Needless to say, it was a delightfully enchanting and markedly more romantic atmosphere than the previous day.

And so we laughed, once again, at the previous day’s events.

And decided to call this a two day proposal.