I was tricked, friends.
I’d planned on heading to my parents’ house tomorrow for Father’s Day, but as I was on my way to Highland Park to play volleyball, my dad called and asked if I wanted to go see hot air balloons. Apparently it’s some “thing” they do at Allegheny College in Meadville – they blow up hot air balloons and light them up at night. Intrigued, I decided to drive up.
So after two hours of sand play in full sun, I drove an hour to Butler… then drove (passenger) another hour or so to Meadville… all to watch balloons for 10-15 minutes before they were taken down. That’s a large time expenditure for some photos. On the other hand, how often do you see 9 hot air balloons in one place, all lit up?
Making matters sneakier, since tomorrow’s Father’s Day and today isn’t, I have to stay overnight (or add an extra 2 hrs of driving back & forth), despite the fact that I’m not all that fond of sleeping in places that aren’t my bed. Daddy-o knew what he was doing when he asked me to come up a day early.
I suppose it’s worth it, though… you know, for my dad n’at.