The sun sets on the Buffalo skyline. We were downtown on the roof of some friends’ apartment building to watch the astounding number of shows throughout the surrounding towns and cities on the horizon. Easily 7-10 big-time fireworks displays in the distance, not to mention the random Roman candles fired off every few minutes within the city limits.
A fine way to celebrate America’s birth: rooftop grilling, beer, fireworks, and the greatest car alarm I’ve ever heard. Honk! Honk! Honk-honk-honk-honk! … Honk! Honk-honk! (I’ll record some audio next time.) Said car was the unfortunate victim of falling ears of corn from the rooftop (some strong wind gusts ripped the ears right out of our hands — we were powerless).