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Nothing Says Independence Like Fireworks

July 13, 2011

When you think of Independence Day, what comes to mind? Hot dogs, jean shorts (jorts!) and Budweiser? Will Smith saving us from the aliens? Freedom, George Washington and the Liberty Bell? Of course I value our freedom and whatnot, but I love fireworks.

Who doesn’t love fireworks? Well, okay. Our dog Lizzy hates them. She is terrified of baths but when she hears fireworks or thunder she heads straight to the bathtub. Most humans love fireworks.

For the past two years, we’ve done the fireworks thing downtown. We used to do Thunder over Thurmond, but after an apparent dispute, they cancelled it this year. The lights display downtown Augusta is actually pretty impressive! Last year, we happened upon a great spot where, because The Man helped sell beer for an hour, we got free beer and bathroom access.

This year we, thanks to the suggestion of friends, planned for an even better location. No, I’m not going to tell you where it is. Although it’d be great to see every one of you, the spot wouldn’t be the same if there were big crowds. I will tell you that we had a great view of the river, the bridge and the light show. We brought a picnic and wine and set up camp. While we waited we pondered life and solved the world’s problems.

We mentioned several times that the temperature by the river was significantly cooler than it had been up the hill. It really was surprisingly beautiful for July 2 in Augusta. While noting this, someone mentioned that, in Texas, it’s been so hot that the air temperature is 98 and the water temperatures (for swimming) are almost the same. Because I can make fun of myself, I’ll tell y’all the rest of the story. I sat there completely confused for about three minutes. The Man, who can be a tad argumentative, said, “That’s not that hot, really. It wouldn’t provide much relief but it’s not even bathwater hot.” I thought, “what a jerk! Why is he saying that? Can’t he just agree with everyone? I mean, water boils at 100 degrees. People’s skin would be blistering and peeling off at that temperature! Third degree burns!”

I know that water boils at 100 degrees Celsius, not Fahrenheit, and shouldn’t admit out loud when my brain fails me so, but I told them. They laughed at me. They should have.

After the show, we waited for traffic to die down so we got watch the recessional of boats making their way back down the Savannah River. It was pretty serene, really. All of the boats, heading the same direction, politely staying out of the way of others. There was one jerk who tried to pass everyone, pulling around the parade, causing the rest to bobble. The cops were on it. Out of the darkness came blue lights and in cheers erupted from the boat brigade. He underwent complete sobriety test under the spotlight while tethered to the police boat. The result? He wasn’t drunk. He got off with a warning and the A-hole Award. We all appreciated and enjoyed the drama.

Anyway, the fireworks were great. If you haven’t been, go next year. Go early, stay late and enjoy your city. They worked hard for this one and it paid off.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Colleen permalink
    July 14, 2011 2:27 pm

    Yay! supporting photos! well done.

  2. Kristy permalink
    July 20, 2011 10:19 pm

    Ok. So that statement ranks up there with “I can see Atlanta” and “she doesn’t speak the language!”…Just sayin’.

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