Bubliny nad Hradcem...
Pěkně foukalo, takže večerní let se nekonal, bohužel. No ale, aspoň, že na louce za Kampflandem měly se konat Světlušky...
Ne tak krásně ouplně jako vloni, protože prostě vítr a balóny by se potloukly mezi sebou (o těch desítkách lidí na zemi, který by to pravděpodobně zažehlilo do trávy nemluvě). Ale aspoň bez bublin, jen na hořáky. Zase, na druhou stranu, o to jich tam pak ve výsledku bylo víc...
A před tím ještě koncerty a vyhlášení výsledků,... klobásky,... ňam ňáááám...
Tybyrďo a stejně nakonec strejda Petr jeden balón nafouk a ukázal Světlušku s rozsvícenou prďkou. Je to borec!...
No a ta ohnivá šou na závěr? FE-NO-ME-NO-NÁL-NÍ!!! Skoro, jak dračí školka...
It was pretty windy, so the evening flight didn't take place, unfortunately. But at least Fireflies were supposed to take place in the meadow behind Kampfland...
Not as beautiful as last year, because of the wind, balloons would just be hanging around each other (not to mention dozens of people on the ground, who would probably get ironed to the grass). But at least there were no balloons, just torches. Then again, on the other hand, there were actually more of them there...
And before that, there were concerts and the announcement of the results,... sausages,... yum yuuuuuum...
OMG, and anyway, in the end, uncle Petr inflated one balloon and showed Fireflies with a lit-up tushie. He's a real trump!...
And the fire show at the end? EX-TRA-OR-DI-NA-RY!!! Almost like a dragon nursery...