Greetings my fellow Coruscaters!
As it has been quite some time since I have posted anything, I shall give an update on my life...so this will either be a very short post, or a very long one. :)
My summer was going to be quite uneventful, until my oldest sister got kicked by a horse. She is doing
much better now and her strength is almost completely back. Thanks for all your prayers! My summer ended all too suddenly and then it was back to school *heavy sigh*. But from September 30 to October 9 I got a break from school. "Why?" you ask. Because of the most wonderful time of the year...Balloon Fiesta!!!!!!!!!!!!
Allow me to explain the Balloon Fiesta to you.
Beginning the first Saturday of October, Balloonists come from all over the world (obviously bringing their Hot Air Balloons with them) and fly in Albuquerque, NM for 9 days...the Balloonists that live in Albuquerque (ABQ for short) do something called ABQ Aloft the Friday prior, upon which they set-up and take off from elementary schools. So for 10 days straight I woke up
long before the sun did (with the exception of the 2nd...I got to sleep in until 7am as it was a Sunday and I went to church). My uncle Stephen owns and pilots an hot air balloon, and he flew in the Fiesta. He also (as crazily wonderful as he is) wakes up 2 hours earlier to make waffles for all the volunteers, pilots, and crew members of Fiesta. Earlier this year he got hit by a car while riding his bicycle home and his left knee has been recovering ever since. So I came up with the brilliant idea that I would go with him at 4 in the morning to help make waffles in hopes that I could possibly keep him from damaging his knee all the more. There were more, really good and logical reasons to why I thought this, but as of late, I cannot remember them. So I woke up at 3am, got to bed at 10pm (if I was lucky) and so the week went...you can assume by now that by the end of Fiesta I was tired...no, exhausted. But so was the rest of our crew that came out at 5:30 to set up a balloon. So you may ask, was it all worth it? All you need to do is to come to a Balloon Fiesta to know that it is completely and utterly worth it! :)
Yes, I am still sleep deprived, but I would not trade those 10 days for anything. Watching 700+ balloons launch from one field is just so awe-inspiring, that I don't think words could ever express. So, how to wrap this up? I am
really tired, but it was completely worth it. I love Balloon Fiesta! :D
So this, in short, is what has been happening in my life. If my post seems slightly disjointed, I blame it on the sleep deprivation. ;)
Miss you all tons! - Evey

My Uncle's Balloon "Twist of Fate"