Instead we went to the mall and got some Bourbon Street Grill, by the time we got home I ate it super quick and felt awful right away. I woke up a few times in the night, every time the sky was lit up by lightning non-stop. I'd say they made the right call cancelling that night of the Festival, as much as my husband and I missed hearing the sweet sounds of jazz and introducing our little one to another of the great Festivals held in Waterloo. There's always next year, as they say.
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