Fireworks.
Growing up in Oregon, there were heavy restrictions on the kinds of fireworks the public could legally purchase and use, and those restrictions pretty much reduced us to sparklers, ground blooms and fountains. Washington, it turns out, has no such restrictions.
A few weeks ago, our neighbors two houses down mentioned that they were going to be having a "big fireworks show" out of their backyard on the 4th of July. It turns out that "big fireworks show" means a $3000, 45 minute long barrage that was literally bigger and better than most of the city-sponsored fireworks shows I went to growing up. Mom, seriously, this thing went on longer and was showier than McMinnville's shows were back in the day. We set up our camp chairs out on our driveway and had as good as front row seats. I'm still a little bit blown away.
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