{Freedom Festival}

I willingly woke up at 5:15am on a holiday. "Why would you wake up at such an unearthly hour?" you ask. HOT AIR BALLOONS! Going to the balloon festival in Albuquerque is on my bucket list, and since I can't do that for at least another three years (can't miss school, you see) I couldn't miss going to Provo's. And it did not disappoint. It just made me want to go to Albuquerque even more! Way too cool. We were there in time to see most of the balloons being inflated and taking off. We had colorful, classic balloons, Smokey the Bear (totally appropriate seeing as the world is burning down right now), the American Flag (also appropriate), and even a piggy bank from Bank of American Fark (that's how the Utahns say it). After the festival we had some french toast, and watched the parade for an hour or two. (Side note: people here take the parade very seriously. They started staking out their spots yesterday at 8am, spent the night, and then stayed all morning through the parade. It's just a parade, people!) It was a fun morning, but I did come home and sleep for the next two hours!

PS- Happy 4th!