On this particular day, I was pleasantly awakened at 3:00 a.m. by my ever-so-fabulous boyfriend, Slava, so we could drive to Reno, yet again, for their annual Hot Air Balloon Race; or as they like to call it, the Great Reno Balloon Race (GRBR).
What a mouth full.
Practically zombies, we pushed through and made it to Reno at 5:15 a.m. just in time for their light show to end. This is basically when all the balloons are blown up while it’s still dark enough for them to light up across the whole field to the beat of festive music.
So a few things, first of all, Reno is no Sacramento. It was ridiculously and unbearably cold!
Slava and I basically burrito-ed ourselves on the field and ended up people watching until sunrise.
(FYI: Reno civilians are as hip and mellow as you think they are.)
I love events like this. I usually end up liking it so much that I go again to the second day showing. (Disclaimer: second day showings are not particularly as impressive. The second time around, I went with my bomb diggity sister Marina and my home slice skillet biscuit, Ollie, and the show canceled due to high winds! Like WHYYYYY?!?)
Despite my luck the second time around, I still highly recommend this one! It’s free and close to home, and they actually have cute little kiosks set up with coffee, snacks, foods for the foodies, and souvenirs.
I helped myself to a hot coffee and a muffin while we waited for our Reno local (Vlad) to join us:)
He basically missed the show but he’s seen it before so he wasn’t as stoked about it as us tourists. (Like I said, hipster.)
I suppose I will just have to let the photos convince you to make it to the next event near you:)
How cute is he?! ❤
I have set a personal goal to attend the biggest hot air balloon festival in Albuquerque, New Mexico. They let out up to 700 hot air balloons!! How insane?! I imagine that’s quite the sight O.O
Maybe on of these days I’ll be impulsive enough to just go!
Till next time!