Your web-browser is very outdated, and as such, this website may not display properly. Please consider upgrading to a modern, faster and more secure browser. Click here to do so.
SUDDEN ATTACK of the childhood feels.
We had an annual balloon festival so close to my house that we’d walk to it every year, or at least watch the weird and cool-looking hot air balloons floating past our backyard. I remember watching each balloon slowly getting filled with air and being all impatient about what they would look like fully inflated.
A picture of the festival in the 90’s… there’s a polar bear balloon there, too:

Dang, I forgot how cool that festival was.
I think the city has since moved it, so it’s been out of my mind… UNTIL NOW.
28 notes (via professorspork & theshinysquirrel)
SUDDEN ATTACK of the childhood feels. We had an annual balloon festival so close to my house that we’d walk to it every...