Our prom was on a boat.
Never mind that it wasn't held until the day before graduation, and never mind that they forgot to tell us they weren't serving dinner, and never mind that it was small and the music was mostly French club music.
It was on a boat. It was on a really cool boat that set sail from the Versoix dock, chugged all the way down the lake to Rolle, and then turned around and ended in Geneva. The weather was incredible and the mountains were perfectly clear. Right after the sun set over the Jura, a full moon, tinged pink by the last of the sunset, rose over Mount Blanc.
Best. Prom. Ever.
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