Last weekend I flew to pick up my roommate Kate from her dental rotation in New Mexico. The plan was to go see the international balloon festival and then drive home either Saturday night or Sunday morning. Probably one of the bigger disappointments in my life. I get all ready to go see the balloons, we wake up at 4:30 am, we catch the shuttle, we eat the famous breakfast burritos (not that awesome, needs less potatoes and more bacon), and then at 7am, more than two hours after we've been standing in the cold morning air.... IT GETS CANCELLED! Apparently it's not safe for 600 hot air balloons to take off when it's windy outside. So what did we do? We said peace and drove back to AZ. We were back by 7 pm on a Saturday night. Luckily, I was able to find an amazing donut shop and eat away my feelings on the way home. Sunday was even better because I confiscated Carrie's house while she was in Portland and watched conference with my homies and played just the right amount of croquet in between sessions!
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| This 4:30am bus ride to the field was the closest I got |
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| All this excitement for nothing |
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| god smiled on me |
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| and then I smiled on my friends |
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| Ashley and Jaxon |
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| JC was just as comfortable as he could be |
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| happy conference! |
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