Thursday, June 14, 2007

Yippee. Oh, Wow. Fireworks. Again.

I never thought that living in Moscow would lead the girls to have utter apathy towards fireworks. In fact, when we first moved here, we attended a fireworks festival and were excited to take the picture above. Little did we know! I remember two years ago how thrilled their friends Nora and Julia in Colorado were about an upcoming trip to see fireworks--and Katya's disbelief that anyone would find them so exciting. My girls can hear them going off and not even bother to look... They are SICK of them. There always seems to be some holiday accompanied by fireworks, and private parties use them all the time, too. In true over-the-top Moscow style, many wedding parties arrange for a fireworks display at the end of their big day--and they often choose a park near our home as a venue. We're treated to loud wedding parties and fireworks displays pretty much every Thursday, Friday and Saturday night from May through September.

Often the fireworks start at ten p.m., sometimes as late as eleven. "Oh, but doesn't that make noise?" you might wonder... "Aren't there laws about disturbing the peace?" Well, there may be, but all it takes is a little bribe and those pesky technicalities just melt away... As a result, the girls can often see the fireworks while laying in their bed (if they're both on the top bunk--which looks out the window). Once the fireworks end, we then have the lovely symphony of various car alarms that have been set off by the bangs...

We're now in full wedding season again, and the girls' brief interest after a relatively quiet winter has already faded. I guess these little Yankee Doodle Dandies will be more interested in the food than the displays at any future 4th of July parties!

3 comments:

Tina in CT said...

Streusel is glad that she's here in CT as all the fireworks would scare her. Streusel is my Dachshund and Katya and Natalia call me Grandma Streusel.

Rachael said...

Oh, we love the 4th of July fireworks. We always go over to my friend Kim's house who lives right on the beach on Lake Michigan and sit on her porch. Then we get trapped in forever traffic trying to get out of there. Ugh.

kate said...

hiya. i'm an ex-pat in st. p. i found your blog through rachael. i have to say that i share your girls feeling about fireworks now. we have them all year round for any occasion and i'm sick to death of them!