Reflections of My Travel

Randal decided to stay in Pittsburgh instead of Butler where we would be meeting on Friday because he figured we could get some good fireworks for the Fourth of July. There’s a park in Pittsburgh called The Point where the three rivers come together. They had one of the biggest fireworks displays I’ve seen. And I think we were closer to it than any other. We were actually covered with ashes by the end of the twenty minute show. It was nice. The fireworks were set off from three barges in the middle of the rivers. The rivers were also packed with boats anchored all around loaded with people having fun with their music playing and and jumping out and swimming some. The coast guard blocked them from getting near the barges. We had a spot of ground right next to the military settup where they had cannons they were shooting into the water. There was a radio station blaring all of the new strongly-patriotic-post-9/11 songs and the fireworks included lots of red, white, and blue displays with star shaped fireworks. I thought that was pretty neat. It was a good time.

It was more like Cincinnati, Kentucky, I think, but that doesn’t matter. We pretty much just stopped to sleep.

We finally made it to Union City after a long two day drive. We got there early enough to have Sunday free to do all of our laundry. Fun times there. And there was a nice empty field out back that Randal was able to fly his kite in.