The Fireworks Chasers
So yesterday the kids heard firecrackers in the neighborhood and went outside to see if they could find them. A few minutes later I joined them.
After a few minutes of attempting to watch them through the trees we decided to take a walk and see what we could see.
And a few minutes after that, we were on the way to the car to see if we could find even better fireworks.
*This is rural Western PA here. Lots of hills, mountains, trees, and LOTS of fireworks, even though they are illegal.
Within 5 minutes we had tracked down a huge party with professional fireworks and a farmtrack where we could park to watch them.
The kids had a great time and I decided that it isn’t that I don’t like fireworks, its that I hate sitting in a hot parking lot waiting for an hour (so you get a decent spot to watch) to watch an hours worth of fireworks and afterwards sit for an hour and a half in a hot car, in a huge line of cars, with hungry, needing to use the restroom kids in the back trying to LEAVE said parking lot.
And so today, on the fourth of July, we went fireworks chasing again.
This time a friend gave us a heads up and we headed towards the area she suggested. We found several great spots, especially a huge display of professionally done fireworks that was closer than we have ever seen them (safely so– when you are in a crowd it is hard to get close to the show.)
I suspect, judging from how much fun the kids had, that THIS will be our new July 4th tradition.