* Yes, I am in a hot air balloon! It was GREAT!! It’s really like floating. We just started drifting upward as smooth as can be, and then before I knew it, I was 3,000 feet in the air! I was a little worried I’d get a.) scared or b.) motion sick, but neither materialized. It is a little scary, though, to recognize you are standing in a basket – a wicker basket – and that only wicker is standing between you and an awful lot of freefalling. The basket maybe came up to the bottom of my rib cage, and with no safety net, you can bet I was holding tight on to my camera!
When we arrived – at 5:30 a.m. – we were treated to seeing them inflate the balloon. I’m happy to report we had the prettiest one of all that morning! : ) This last picture is a view looking up in to the balloon.
Definitely a different way to greet the 6 a.m. hour!
Any idea what I'm "up" to?
4 comments:
Up in a balloom? Did you go to one of those super mega balloom festivals they have out there?
Whatever it is, it looks like it must be something else to look at at six in the morning!
Me, I happy to be seeing the insides of my eyelids at that time.
It does look like a balloon. . .although I'm in yianni's camp on the 6 a.m. issue.
I'm definitely a night owl. I'm deep in dreamland every other morning at 6 a.m., although I seemed to manage just fine this time.
Honestly, I didn't even know it was daylight that early! :O
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