The feeling of just floating along very slowly…or not even slowly…but just going along with the wind. It’s very peaceful. Especially if you’re flying over a quiet area, which we were.

It’s magical to look up and see the big balloon and know that you’re in a basket tied to a balloon and you don’t know where the wind will take you…..

It’s even more magical to look out over the landscape slowly rolling by below you…it’s just….sort of dreamy.