Outfit originally seen in this post.
HOLY MARKET, you guys, tomorrow is my last Saturday in Boise. As in. NEXT Saturday, I'll live in SF. Is it hot in here? Are you sweaty? Phew, I feel warm. Or maybe my heart is just beating so fast because my adventure is about 5 minutes from starting. Or, like 6 days but that feels like 5 minutes. I think I'm having a mini-panic-attack [that is not actually a panic attack, I'm actually just being dramatic] because a Boise Saturday is a great day. I la-la-LOVE riding my cruiser to the farmer's market downtown, grabbing coffee, and looking at all the vendors before ultimately getting tired and sitting down to brunch somewhere. And every time I go, I run into old friends... something I'm confident probably won't happen in SF. What the point of this post was supposed to be is I'll really, really miss Saturdays here, and if you're ever in Boise- you should go to the market. And also brunch after. Have a good weekend :)