Ideally, I'd like to come back home every year for the balloon festival, but it doesn't always work out. This year we managed to get in town, and have one really good day of balloons.
Granted it was Friday morning, races happen on Saturday, but based on the past -- I had a feeling that Friday would be the day to see anyting. I was right.
We started out bright and early on the Vidalia Riverfront. Balloons were supposed to launch from the bluff, but alas... that rarely happens. They ended up launching from the Vidalia airport, so we took off to see who was still setting up.
I was nervous about what we would see, but it ended up being a good morning for it.
If at any point int his blog post you wonder "Where is Harrison?" Just know that he hates heights, whether he's up high or the object is high -- so this was a bust for his excitement. He was over the whole ordeal and wanted Jeremy to take him home.
After the morning launch, we headed to The Donut Shop. I kind of wish now that we had gone back at lunch and bought tamales as well.
I thought the boys would be glued to this idea, they had a dog show where the dogs were doing the long jumps like you see on television competitions.
It was beyond hot at this point, and several classes were on a field trip to this event, so the crowdedness wasn't that enjoyable. I really wanted to stay to see all the demos, but the heat was too much, so we headed off to lunch.
It's funny what I do when Jeremy isn't with me vs. what I do when he is. This made me realize I'd never taken the man Under the Hill to lunch, so we settled in at The Camp.
I had originally planned to bring Harrison to the balloon glow, but after the monring launch -- I wasn't going to waste the time. He happily stayed back with my mom while Jeremy, Elliot, and I wandered the festival grounds at Rosalie.
How do y'all like that worried face? He said the balloons were too loud.
It was a quick turn around trip - we got there Thursday night and headed back home Saturday after lunch. Just enough to see the balloons.
