Remember, Remember, Fireworks in November!

Guy Fawkes fireworks show!

BOOM!

Bundled for the cold! (Bonfire in the background)

Guy Fawkes Day is technically Monday, but Oxford celebrated this weekend on Saturday night. I joined Britney, Cam, and Adrie, and what seemed like the rest of Oxford, in South Park. There were food vendors, a music stage, and some fair rides. When it was dark (which now it gets dark around 5:30) there was a firework show. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the show and had to resist the urge to chant "USA!"

BONFIRE!

Once the fireworks were over, there was the lighting of the bonfire. You really could feel the heat, even from far back. My summary of Guy Fawkes: a guy tried to blow up Parliament. Got a holiday instead.

It was pretty strange seeing fireworks in November because I've always associated them with July and the summer. It might have been because of this, that the group started craving ice-cream. So after the hooplah, we walked back towards the City Centre and stopped at a G&D's (George & Danver's Ice-cream) where we got brownie sundaes.

Now back at the flat, I can hear someone doing fireworks outside. I'm also in a sugar coma from the ice-cream and brownie. Not to mention I'm now broke (good thing I get my food money on Monday!!)

My change in energy level today made me realize how exhausted I was earlier this week, and how much yesterday's rest was needed.

Also: wouldn't you love to roast a s'more on that? <-----