…in London.
Picture it. It’s our first week in our flat and we hear the sound of “gun shots”. What have we done? Wait… we live in Belsize Park (the London equivalent of Chapel Hill or North Raleigh), we must be mistaken. They couldn’t possibly be gun shots. But what else?
Only my favorite thing in the world, FIREWORKS! Belsize Park is sandwiched between Regent’s Park to the west and Hampstead Heath to the east — and we’re not too far from the O2 Center (a popular arena/complex) and Wembley (site of another arena/complex). As a result, just about every day in our world ends with fireworks. And a week ago, London’s sizeable Indian population celebrated their equivalent of Christmas… we heard at least 8 set of fireworks over the course of one weekend.
And while we can always hear the fireworks, and sometimes smell the smoke, we can even see the fireworks from our flat sometimes. Belsize is on a hill that overlooks the city. Since our flat is on the 5th floor, we can see parts of the city skyline from our front window and balcony (we could see all of it if it weren’t for one pesky tree).
Guy Fawkes Day is this weekend… it’s the day that Londoners have official fireworks displays (kind-of like 4th of July celebrations in the US). There will be non-stop fireworks all weekend and I CAN’T WAIT!
Advance notice: I’ve decided that because fireworks are my favorite thing and because I was born on Bastille Day (July 14), I want to celebrate my 30th (in 2008) in Paris. Mark your calendars… we’d love to have company. Now, what to do for G’s 30th this February. Any ideas?
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