Life Is Not Purgatory
Tuesday, November 26, 2002
The Spirit of the Sky
My father and I went on our Hot Air Baloon Flight today. I must say it was truly an experience I will never forget. We arrived at the Valley Zoo at 8:45am, a little worried that the Windship Aviation people hadn't arrived yet. A couple arrived at about 9:00 (I can't for the life of me remember thier names), just before the arrival of the baloon and chase van. After a few minutes of work, and after we signed the waivers absolving the pilot and the company of liability (in the case that I should fall 500 feet to my glorius death) we were off. It was wonderful! We traveled as far south as Whitemud Drive, and made it to Highway 14 where we touched down, an hour and a half later. After so chamagne and donughts we were driven back to our cars and went our own seperate ways.
My father and I went on our Hot Air Baloon Flight today. I must say it was truly an experience I will never forget. We arrived at the Valley Zoo at 8:45am, a little worried that the Windship Aviation people hadn't arrived yet. A couple arrived at about 9:00 (I can't for the life of me remember thier names), just before the arrival of the baloon and chase van. After a few minutes of work, and after we signed the waivers absolving the pilot and the company of liability (in the case that I should fall 500 feet to my glorius death) we were off. It was wonderful! We traveled as far south as Whitemud Drive, and made it to Highway 14 where we touched down, an hour and a half later. After so chamagne and donughts we were driven back to our cars and went our own seperate ways.
