The final weekend of Musikfest...a pretty superb time.

The best parts?

The Carrie Underwood fans (with their cowboy hats that caused them to constantly bump into people), buying one more cigar, seeing the last dance of the cute old man who always dances under the Polka Tent, , and taking the final bite of those delicious Take-A-Taco's (which should finally just reopen as an actual restaurant already, I can't take the anticipation of waiting for every local fest/carnival for them to make an appearance).

And then came the fireworks.

Due to a severe lack of parking spaces in the area, my friend and I decided to watch the fireworks from the 7-11 parking lot, which ended up being one of the best spots to watch the show.

Why?

Because we were able to witness an additional attraction of the performance that everyone inside the Fest wasn't able to see. As the fireworks boomed, Broad Street and it's adjoining streets lit up like a christmas tree.

From what?

Car alarms, people! Car alarms blared and headlights flickered on and off as far as the eye can see. It was truly wonderous to behold, and seeing the anger of the people having run away from the show to shut off their alarms was an understandably guilty pleasure.

Aside from that, the actual fireworks spectacle was pretty impressive, too.

And with that, so ends the weeklong wonderment that has been Musikfest.

All in all, a classic end to a great year.

Thanks for reading!

This is Donnie Rucker...signing off.