We visited our local movie theater last night, for the first time since moving to Alaska. Sing 2 played and apparently we had purchased tickets for the one-night-only singalong version. People brought their own bowls for popcorn and a teenaged boy walked up and down two aisles, delivering hot dogs to those who’d ordered them at the counter. Children and adults alike sang their hearts out as lyrics bounced across the bottom of the giant screen of the one-room theater. The building was old and creaky, and the toilets in the bathroom a perfect retro shade of pink. We sneaked Red Vines in but were too scared to try the sushi and veggies and so they waited for us in the car. We stepped out into the cool evening air after the show, sun still out and shining on ocean and mountains alike, both of which waited for us at the bottom of the street.
This place is magical.
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