Up, up and away

Whilst I invariably find getting out of bed early a difficult task, I never regret the opportunity of watching the sun rise. Last Sunday I was on the road by 4:45am in order to be sure to arrive in the Tarn Department on time for the departure of the hot-air balloon adventure that my brother and sister had offered me for my birthday. So not only did I witness the beautiful rising sun, I also had the opportunity of taking in the lovely landscape from the silent clear blue Summer sky. There were so many pretty church steeples in the little towns scattered around the countryside and we even saw wildlife like hares and deer jumping through fields.

Due to a breeze, the take-off was a little scary and the quick landing between two clusters of trees also got the adrenalin pumping – which only added to the adventure.

Along with the pilot, his assistant and the other 7 passengers I also had the opportunity in taking part in preparing and packing up the incredibly enormous and beautiful balloon and sipping champagne – which was really quite fun and unlike my former balloon experience (featured in my Myanmar post from February 2015).

Thank you dearest siblings. The only thing that was missing, was you.