“I’ve never been to a festival before,” I said as I stepped out of the car, my eyes wide as I looked around, the sound and color hitting me all at once. 

The street was alive, every inch of it drenched in golden light from strings of lanterns swaying overhead. Music floated, loud and upbeat, vendors calling out over one another, their stalls filled with mouth-watering food. The scent of roasted meat, fried dough, and something sweet and spicy mixed together in the air and made my ...