My First Fiesta
2015
the weather canceled the day I went. 2021 I was in Red River and enjoyed it on
TV. So, finally in 2022 on the 50th anniversary
of the first one I was primed to go to what I am calling my “first” balloon
fiesta. Ticket in hand, and a very early wakeup call I drove down and joined
the masses waiting anxiously to get in. Once in it was just a matter of waiting
and hoping that the weather would cooperate and make the day worthwhile.
Once
settled into what I hoped would be a good spot on the lawn, I patiently waited.
The weather was very good this morning so
I was optimistic that the day would go smoothly. Thankfully, from my first time
here there was new entertainment in the form of a drone show. It was very well
put together from spelling out the Fiesta logo, to showing off the famous
Albuquerque box, and touching on all things New Mexico. It was a great small
show, but then the anticipation of what was ahead began. When suddenly in a
pitch-black field the glow of the flames came out of nowhere it was time for
Dawn Patrol. The only way to describe that was beautiful. To see all these
different balloons each with their own unique pattern glowing in the dark sky
makes waking up that early totally worth it.
After
what was a stunning dawn patrol once again, we anxiously waited and were elated
to hear that the flag was green, and mass ascension was going to happen. At
this point the sun had begun to rise and I found myself surrounded by balloons
in all directions cold inflating so, what better time than to start walking
around to see all the unique envelopes. You know the funny thing is you go in
with an idea of what mass ascension is going to look like, then you quickly
realize how wrong you are. It was almost overwhelming because you see the sky
flooded with balloons of all different sizes, colors all around you in the sky.
Words and photos don’t do it justice even though the number of photos I took
attempted that.
After
so many balloons had already gone up, I thought there was no way it could get
better than that, once again I was wrong. Suddenly special shape balloons
started inflating, and the sheer size of some of these was a sight on its own,
then they took to the sky. I was even lucky enough to get to see Airbelle the
Creamland Cow get inflated, but not fly. After a few jaw dropping hours the day’s
events came to a close and it was time to decompress from the morning that was.
This was a day that was worth missing out on a few years prior and watching it
on TV last year only made seeing it in person much more worthwhile.
So, the
ultimate question, would I do this again? I live in New Mexico so it’s not
necessarily a bucket list item anymore, but I think at the end of the day the
answer would be yes. Yes, I get to see hot air balloons almost every day, but
there is something to be said of the sheer volume that goes in the air daily
here. Now, the one thing I will say is I will have no issue also enjoying from
home going forward as well. But if you live here it needs to be experienced at
least once, and if you have been thinking about making the trip, I recommend
doing it and experiencing it once.
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