I recently took fight on a hot air balloon in Del Mar, CA. It was a gift for the boyfriend that was never quite working out. We had tried to go up several times and due to “inclement” weather never could get that damn balloon in the air.
It was time to fly! The balloon was getting bigger and bigger right before our eyes. The boyfriend was still skeptical but my eyes lit up like a little kid in a candy store. I knew we were going to take flight even if I had to pilot the thing myself.
Flight Time: 1 hour
Destination: Wherever the balloon wants to go, no one has any control
Observations: There are too many people who have houses that are way to big for their own good.
As we were flying over beautiful Del Mar and Rancho Santa Fe, we saw million dollar homes left and right, million dollar homes that all look the exact same.
Basketball Court- check.
Ocean View- check.
12,000 sq. ft. – check.
Putting Green- check.
“Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky…Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same.”- Weeds theme song
I kept glancing towards the ocean….. if I had all that money I think I would buy a boat and travel around the world instead.
Please keep your belongings inside the basket, bend your knees for landing.
The balloon ride was complimented with a post- board Irish champagne toast: (right up my ally)
The Winds have Welcomed you with softness.
The Sun has blessed you with his warm hands.
You have flown so high and so well,
that God has joined you in your laughter,
And He has set you gently back again
into the loving arms of Mother Earth.
After much anticipation it’s time to check it off the “Bits of Love List”
*** check out Almost Bohemians’ post on our hot air balloon ride.