with
turquoise, purple and green. Each color looked like a cloud around the balloon
with turquoise on top then purple and last was green. It had a nice basket with
leather trim.
Joe got in and fired up
the burner that seemed to breathe life into it. It had that same heavy
breathing sound I heard on the first morning in the land of enchantment. They
told me to get in the balloon as well. Logan straightened and untied the ropes
while he kept us there and then jumped into the balloon. There were two more
guys who were taking our pictures and then they jumped in their trucks.
Logan looked at me and
said, “They are balloon chasers for us. They follow us around in case we need
their assistance and help us with the landing later on.”
I nodded my head as we
started our adventure ascending higher and higher until we were drifting on a
peaceful breeze. It was very close quarters in the balloon basket and Logan was
touching my arms and legs. I caught a breeze and I smelled Hugo Boss cologne.
The day just got better. I couldn’t believe it. My first balloon ride ever and
I was up in the clouds with the most handsome guy I had ever seen who was
touching my whole body on one side, making gentle pulsations flow through me
like electricity. What has this guy done to me? I looked up at him and he had a
smile that would melt even the coldest heart. He looked down at me with a look
that seemed to say I was the most beautiful girl in the whole world. How did he
make me feel that way?
Logan pointed to a
river as we approached. “That is the Rio Grande Valley.”
We went across it in
the cool, crisp morning air. We were at the top of the trees. Logan reached
out, picked a couple leaves and handed them to me. I couldn’t believe we could
touch the treetops. We were floating through the sky weightless like the clouds
and it was so wonderful.
Logan’s uncle told me
about some of the history of the area. He was also a jokester and was very
funny. We dropped down to lightly splash the basket in the river and then went
back up again. I sputtered with squeals of joy and Logan laughed. We continued
to float across the sky and headed toward the clouds. Logan turned me around with
his strong arm around my shoulder to show me the Sandia Mountains. I could
really get used to that arm around me. Oh, there I go again, I scolded
myself. The mountains were breathtakingly beautiful. It was so serene and
tranquil. The rising sun with other balloons around it painted the sky with a
silhouette that was major eye candy.
We continued on our
magical journey with a view like no other. We crossed over peoples’ homes with
them looking up awestruck, waving to us. This is a real friendly place to start
with, but in that moment, I felt like a movie star. Logan reached in his pocket
and pulled out these cards and threw them down to the kids. They looked like
credit cards.
Logan explained, “These
are balloon cards that tell all about this balloon and about the pilot with a
picture of the balloon on the front. They are collected by young and old,
sort-of like baseball cards. Have one, Isabella.”
Wow, this ride has been
full of excitement and surprises. This was an unforgettable memory.
After more time with
Joe telling me about this mysterious and wondrous place while drifting through
time, we started going down toward land. Our balloon chasers were waiting for
us on the ground and after a bump, we landed. It was a piece of cake. We
climbed out and my feet touched the ground, but I was already dreaming about my
next balloon ride. I knew I would do this again without a doubt.
“What did you think,
Isabella?” Logan asked.
“I think I am totally
in love,” I replied.
Everyone turned and
looked at me and I said, “With this ballooning activity.”
My face instantly
flushed at how my original words sounded.
Joe said, “I’m glad you
clarified that because I am happily married.” He flashed me a wink.
“It was incredible
beyond words. I am really
turquoise, purple and green. Each color looked like a cloud around the balloon
with turquoise on top then purple and last was green. It had a nice basket with
leather trim.
Joe got in and fired up
the burner that seemed to breathe life into it. It had that same heavy
breathing sound I heard on the first morning in the land of enchantment. They
told me to get in the balloon as well. Logan straightened and untied the ropes
while he kept us there and then jumped into the balloon. There were two more
guys who were taking our pictures and then they jumped in their trucks.
Logan looked at me and
said, “They are balloon chasers for us. They follow us around in case we need
their assistance and help us with the landing later on.”
I nodded my head as we
started our adventure ascending higher and higher until we were drifting on a
peaceful breeze. It was very close quarters in the balloon basket and Logan was
touching my arms and legs. I caught a breeze and I smelled Hugo Boss cologne.
The day just got better. I couldn’t believe it. My first balloon ride ever and
I was up in the clouds with the most handsome guy I had ever seen who was
touching my whole body on one side, making gentle pulsations flow through me
like electricity. What has this guy done to me? I looked up at him and he had a
smile that would melt even the coldest heart. He looked down at me with a look
that seemed to say I was the most beautiful girl in the whole world. How did he
make me feel that way?
Logan pointed to a
river as we approached. “That is the Rio Grande Valley.”
We went across it in
the cool, crisp morning air. We were at the top of the trees. Logan reached
out, picked a couple leaves and handed them to me. I couldn’t believe we could
touch the treetops. We were floating through the sky weightless like the clouds
and it was so wonderful.
Logan’s uncle told me
about some of the history of the area. He was also a jokester and was very
funny. We dropped down to lightly splash the basket in the river and then went
back up again. I sputtered with squeals of joy and Logan laughed. We continued
to float across the sky and headed toward the clouds. Logan turned me around with
his strong arm around my shoulder to show me the Sandia Mountains. I could
really get used to that arm around me. Oh, there I go again, I scolded
myself. The mountains were breathtakingly beautiful. It was so serene and
tranquil. The rising sun with other balloons around it painted the sky with a
silhouette that was major eye candy.
We continued on our
magical journey with a view like no other. We crossed over peoples’ homes with
them looking up awestruck, waving to us. This is a real friendly place to start
with, but in that moment, I felt like a movie star. Logan reached in his pocket
and pulled out these cards and threw them down to the kids. They looked like
credit cards.
Logan explained, “These
are balloon cards that tell all about this balloon and about the pilot with a
picture of the balloon on the front. They are collected by young and old,
sort-of like baseball cards. Have one, Isabella.”
Wow, this ride has been
full of excitement and surprises. This was an unforgettable memory.
After more time with
Joe telling me about this mysterious and wondrous place while drifting through
time, we started going down toward land. Our balloon chasers were waiting for
us on the ground and after a bump, we landed. It was a piece of cake. We
climbed out and my feet touched the ground, but I was already dreaming about my
next balloon ride. I knew I would do this again without a doubt.
“What did you think,
Isabella?” Logan asked.
“I think I am totally
in love,” I replied.
Everyone turned and
looked at me and I said, “With this ballooning activity.”
My face instantly
flushed at how my original words sounded.
Joe said, “I’m glad you
clarified that because I am happily married.” He flashed me a wink.
“It was incredible
beyond words. I am really
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