It is 9 pm and you would think bombs were going off in Nanjing to celebrate the year of the rabbit.
Dinner was great with my colleagues. I took the metro and bus back to my apartment. Although I still had to walk three blocks, the entire way I dodged fireworks. Just imagine you are in New York City, only four times the size and every 3rd store, someone is out front lighting fireworks, roman candles and any thing that goes boom, buzz, whiz, and bang! I was running around them, put my hat on, didn’t know if they would blow up over my head. The amount of red paper trash and ash is unbelievable. Andy, Casey, Randy, Sam where are you, we could go shoot bottle rockets off the roof of my apartment? It’s legal!
I did get a Chinese text today from the government to be careful and not start a fire with fireworks. My neighbor read it to me! This is the best fire works show ever. It is non-stop. Everywhere I look there are fireworks. This is better than any fireworks show CCCCD ever had! One gigantic roman candle just exploded right out my bed room window. I was like all over it, hanging out my balcony window.
Now it is 12:30 and it is still going. At midnight it was like a war! My apartment complex set off those giant exploding dandelion-like balls in the courtyard which shot up to my 28th floor and exploded only ten feet from my glass enclosed balcony. The sound was deafening, the smell like an arsenal went off and the entire building shook. I loved it! Now the town is filled with smoke, car alarms are going off, I hear an ambulance and I just saw a fire truck rush by. This was the best Chinese New Year’s ever.
