For my birthday, Paul arranged for an amazing balloon ride in Tuscany. Here’s how it went (hint: picture-perfect, windless, and so smooth you couldn’t believe you were flying)…
Up at dawn to start the day (which is normal to us, thanks to Phoebe)!
Some people had to help.
The first step is to fill the balloon with cold air, using a fan. Then you heat it up.
When the air in the balloon is hotter than the air outside, it rises.
And we’re off!
A good view.
Why Tuscany is so famous. Really, what could be prettier?
Checking in on Phoebe (with the Bells) when we landed.
Deflating and rolling up for next time. An art in itself.
Toasting to the perfect morning. Also an art in itself.