When I was younger, I used to go to 5th of November fireworks displays not far from home (which was Hatfield, in Herts) at a park in Stanborough. I remember these quite vividly, since perhaps due to my age (very, very young – they stopped when I was around 7 years old) seemed to be huge affairs. I also remember burning my hand on a sparkler (do they even sell those these days?) which helps slightly, I suppose.
Last night (4th July being Independence Day) I wandered down to the east river to join the crowds watching the Macy’s annual fireworks display. This was a truly grand affair – there were three different launching sites (one on the east river not far from UN plaza, one further up and for the first time for quite some time, one near to the statue of liberty) firing off in total around 32,000 shells. I was down by Trump tower watching the display from there (it’s a few blocks down from my hotel so rather convenient) and it reminded me of those earlier displays. There were thousands of people watching the display, crowding out most of the local streets, and the atmosphere was pretty electric. I ended up giving a piggy back to a kid whose mother had her hands (or more to the point, shoulders!) full already. Definitely the highlight of my trip – a few more photos are up in
one of my galleries.
Can’t believe I am leaving tomorrow – still so much I’ve not managed to do. On the bright side, gives me an excuse to come back again, of course!