And so, the filling commenced. With an assembly line that would have made
Henry Ford cry, we filled, tied and began storing the balloons in the designated balloon tent.
The tent slowly began to fill with balloons and after about 3 minutes we finally had a firm grasp
on just how many 1,000 balloons actually is.
It also wasn't long before we encountered our first problem. As the tent filled with balloons, the
sun was reaching its maximum shiney-ness. The temperature under the tent was close to 310 degrees
(kelvin). As a result some of the balloons started to pop. We were filling faster than they were
popping, but when you're trying to inflate 1,000 balloons, hearing them spontaniously pop is not
a sound that makes you happy.
As a result, balloon containment spread to the canopy we were working under and even into the house.
The popping continued, but at a slower rate.
It wasn't all hard work. We wrote personalized messages on the back of many balloon cards, with sayings
like, "Take good care of my balloon", or "Please don't feed this balloon to any endangered
sea life", or "The lucky finder of this balloon gets a tour of my chocolate factory."
Nancy even drew a face on one of her balloons. Later, we found her in the corner arguing with her balloon
over politics.