After a lazy morning at my parents house, most of us headed back to Chicago for our flights. Mine was delayed, which was annoying as it had been specifically times for fireworks, but it did allow me to go to Tortas Fronteras with two of my friends. We had a beautiful dusk landing in LA, with sporadic fireworks going off throughout the city, but then we sat on the runway for another hour! I didn’t get home until 10pm, but I got a sweeping view of fireworks everywhere on my drive home, plus a crazy firework that went off like 3 feet from my car. And my boyfriend was waiting with roasted broccoli, chicken sausage, and a glass of Rumchata, and the fireworks continued all night.