Holy Fawkesin' Fireworks, Batman

Kerboom! Kabang! Kerpow!

Last night's fireworks may not have been the most spectacular show I've ever seen, but I had a 6-year old boy's permagrin on my face the entire time. We were at at Alexandra Park, walking around with good friends amidst tons of revelers, and standing almost underneath the display, on the side of a hill overlooking Eastern London.

The best part was that, while the bursts were expoloding beneath the full moon and then raining down directly ahead of us, countless little mini-explosions scattered across the parks and gardens all the way to the horizon. Really magical, and I'm not Joker-ing.