The Balloon Fiesta happens the first week in October, and with over 600 hot air balloons, it is the largest ballooning event, and the most photographed event on earth. The launch field is the size of 54 football fields put together. So yeah, its kind of a big deal in New Mexico.
My mom and I tried to take Kennedy to a morning launch, but gusty winds prevented the balloons from flying. So we ended up going on an evening picnic to watch a balloon glow. The balloons never leave the ground but inflate and glow in the night sky. We met my aunt, uncle and cousins, otherwise known as Grauntie, Gruncle, Clinton and Marlowe for a picnic dinner. Kennedy absolutely loved watching them inflate and wasn't scared at all by their size and loud noises. She may have liked the balloons, but she fell in love with the fireworks show. This is the first time she has ever seen fireworks and has been asking when she can see fireworks again.
The following morning we met some of my aunts, uncles and cousins for breakfast at my grandparents' house. This is a family tradition and sometimes we have been lucky enough for a balloon to land in their yard.
And now, a whole bunch of pictures from the trip.
|Kennedy watching the balloons inflate.|
Bubble gun and nachos were a big hit.
Balloon glow at sunset.
Fireworks. And we may or may not be wearing coordinating Lilly jackets.
Balloons in the morning at Papa and Nani's house.
Kennedy got to run wild in the yard while I stayed toasty warm inside with Nani and Papa.