Sure, you’ll be missing out on the too-close crowds and the person smoking away somewhere behind my left shoulder while Sam coughs away at my right shoulder - not to mention the occasional smell of hard liquor wafting over from the random passerby. But other than that, all of the excitement is right here (below, that is)!
I learned two things as a result of this year's event. First, I learned that my pictures come out just as bad without a tripod as they do when I use a tripod. This is good news! Now, I no longer have to worry about leaving my tripod at home.
The other thing I learned is that after the fireworks are over, there are no shortcuts to driving home.
I live less than a mile away from the fireworks display - yet we still drive there every year. Getting there is typically a three minute drive. Getting home takes about fifteen minutes (with me complaining for about another thirty minutes afterwards).
But not this year! This year, I decided to get creative. I had the brilliant idea that instead of fighting all of the traffic and heading home by driving in our usual direction, this time we would drive home in the opposite direction.
This plan was so simple and obvious, it's a wonder I never thought of it before. In my genius-like mind, we would be looping around the lemming-like crowds, watching as they sat there going nowhere, stuck in their one way, bumper to bumper traffic. How had I not thought of his before? The only remaining question was, would we laugh at them and wave as we flew by on our way to freedom? (Answer: Yes.)
Unfortunately, my ingenious plan was almost immediately thwarted by a couple of strategically placed detours - detours which brought me right back to the exact epicenter of the fireworks show - thus putting me at the very end of a very, very long line of traffic.
I learned two things as a result of this year's event. First, I learned that my pictures come out just as bad without a tripod as they do when I use a tripod. This is good news! Now, I no longer have to worry about leaving my tripod at home.
The other thing I learned is that after the fireworks are over, there are no shortcuts to driving home.
I live less than a mile away from the fireworks display - yet we still drive there every year. Getting there is typically a three minute drive. Getting home takes about fifteen minutes (with me complaining for about another thirty minutes afterwards).
But not this year! This year, I decided to get creative. I had the brilliant idea that instead of fighting all of the traffic and heading home by driving in our usual direction, this time we would drive home in the opposite direction.
This plan was so simple and obvious, it's a wonder I never thought of it before. In my genius-like mind, we would be looping around the lemming-like crowds, watching as they sat there going nowhere, stuck in their one way, bumper to bumper traffic. How had I not thought of his before? The only remaining question was, would we laugh at them and wave as we flew by on our way to freedom? (Answer: Yes.)
Unfortunately, my ingenious plan was almost immediately thwarted by a couple of strategically placed detours - detours which brought me right back to the exact epicenter of the fireworks show - thus putting me at the very end of a very, very long line of traffic.
So much for creative thinking.
Anyway, here are the promised exciting photos...
You're welcome.
1 comment:
Maybe cataracts are divine compensation for the myriad of losses associated with aging.
Old bastards can avoid the traffic jams and still enjoy the beauty of starbursts simply by looking at street lights.
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