Another Chinese New Years has past. And again, it’s impossible to describe the volume of fireworks without being here. You don’t hear pops and bangs…you hear a constant low level rumbling painted with a hissing similar to the sound of radio static. In other words, the volume of explosions within an audible range proportionally overtakes silence.
I didn’t have the (illegal) commercial mortar-ball fireworks this year like I did last year but I bought a few “shows-in-a-box” which are pretty good. Fortunately, some others brought the big ones and treated us to some chest-pounding, car-alarm triggering explosions.
It’s always fun here during this time but when people are still rattling your windows with these at 4am, it get’s a bit old.
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