I had said that I would not do it because I was way too chicken, have a fear of heights and remember Carterton, not so long ago. When the opportunity actually arose, I suffered from an extreme case of FOMOs disease ( fear of missing out) If you're a follower of this blog, you will know this gets me regularly, is untreatable and my bouts are severe!
So, ( sorry Mum) I sugned on for the four o'clock wake up call to go ballooning this morning. I hardly slept and it had been a late night as well, which I will fill you in on when I have more time. The call came and I had already been up and down, so got up and got myself sorted for the soaring adventure. I was set to leave so woke Ian up to say goodbye, in case I didn't make it back (you know... 'I'm going outside, I may be some time). Ian wasn't going to go because Gallata Tower had finished him off for those heights, the other day.
I opened the door, to be met by a fellow early morning balloonist. 'It's cancelled, too windy' she stated flatly and rather grumpily, actually. I was not convinced, for two reasons-
1. We've been traveling together for a week and a little 'flaky' comes to mind and....
2. Our room is the last in our hallway, before the fire door, there is nothing past us and she was coming from that direction!
I sought out more credible confirmation and it was indeed cancelled due to the wind and a little bit of me was thoroughly relieved. Anything over fifteen knots is a no fly. Meant to not be.
So, ( sorry Mum) I sugned on for the four o'clock wake up call to go ballooning this morning. I hardly slept and it had been a late night as well, which I will fill you in on when I have more time. The call came and I had already been up and down, so got up and got myself sorted for the soaring adventure. I was set to leave so woke Ian up to say goodbye, in case I didn't make it back (you know... 'I'm going outside, I may be some time). Ian wasn't going to go because Gallata Tower had finished him off for those heights, the other day.
I opened the door, to be met by a fellow early morning balloonist. 'It's cancelled, too windy' she stated flatly and rather grumpily, actually. I was not convinced, for two reasons-
1. We've been traveling together for a week and a little 'flaky' comes to mind and....
2. Our room is the last in our hallway, before the fire door, there is nothing past us and she was coming from that direction!
I sought out more credible confirmation and it was indeed cancelled due to the wind and a little bit of me was thoroughly relieved. Anything over fifteen knots is a no fly. Meant to not be.
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