Fireworks outside my apartment

Last night was the Pacific Grove Chinese Lantern Festival, happening right next to my apartment. We sampled gyros, baklava, and calamari from the vendors who had set up food stalls next to the beach.
The residents of Pacific Grove obviously put a lot of effort into this event, as they had erected a faux pagoda on the tip of our small breakwater. A team of swimmers clad in wetsuits pulled a limo-sized dragon float through the water while a court of formally clad girls danced to multi-ethnic music (Japanese, Arabic, and Spanish songs were part of their repertoir).
We walked around for a bit, awed that so many people could fit on the beach and on the park at Lover’s Point. Then we went home.
Just after the sun had set, we popped our heads out of the apartment to see this:





I love being able to see cool firework displays right outside of my apartment. In this respect, living in PG is kind of like living in Juso, where I was able to walk down to the Yodogawa and see one of the best firework shows in Osaka. It’s as if I am destined to live in places that are home to other people, like me, who like to watch and play with fireworks.