I really had no idea where to go with this. So I started looking through old photos for inspiration. I came across my first (and last) hot air balloon ride. I figured that's pretty cool so I'll go with that.
This was a college graduation gift from my mother-in-law. After it was rescheduled a few times because of inclement weather/wind/a slight breeze we finally got it nailed down a year after our graduation. And believe me, I'm very glad they cancel flights that easily. Creaky basket up in the air when it's windy? No thank you.
It was a gorgeous day and I had a sun burn. I remember that much. I also remember that I was positively terrified. It's hot up there under those flames which only exaggerated the sunburn. The flames are loud. The creaking of the basket did nothing to calm my nerves. I feel the need to remark that I was in full-fledged wedding diet mode. And yes we were babies then.
And then when we landed we were greeted by a bunch of Amish kids who apparently deflate these balloons often. Oh and they gave us champagne. The balloon people not the Amish. They frown on that sort of thing.
//i'm only smiling on the outside\\
So there. A first. And a last.
Oh and another first? I thought I would try uploading a video. So what if it's 7 years old? It's digital.
