On Wednesday, the sky exploded with stars at the United Kingdom showed their pyrotechnic chops for all of Vancouver to see. The annual event takes place over two weeks where four countries (Canada always included) go head to head and compete with fireworks paired with symphony music (which plays over a local radio station). No matter the country, the fireworks are launched from the same barge anchored deep into the English Bay. All over the city, people gather on rooftops, beaches, balconies, sidewalks and backyards to watch the shows. For each show, the feeling of community is really overwhelming, perhaps reminding each of us that we're all in this together and we all need and appreciate beauty in our lives.
For Wednesday's show, Patty and I were lucky enough to get an invitation to board some friend's 40' cruiser (thank you Donna and Dave!) and enjoy dinner and cocktails while waiting for and watching the show. There was good music, laughter and some very tiny bathing suits. And the invitation couldn't have come at a better time, during the most extreme heat wave Vancouver (and the Pacific Northwest) has ever seen. The afternoon aboard the Bengal Den, the thermometer hit the highest it's ever gone in Vancouver history. (34 degrees Celsius.)
I put a little video together recapping the night.
PS: God help the drag queens in pantyhose and makeup this weekend at Vancouver's Gay Pride parade!