Quick little memory I thought I would share with you all.
This was actually the most surreal moment of my life. It was an early morning for me and Mrs. Geri. We woke up at 5 something, and we were driven in a safari jeep-thing to a big open field. It was a pretty crisp morning...and it was still dark out. We got to watch them blow up our Hot Air balloon. They seem so much more daunting when you know you are about to trust it with your life. Once the two balloons were ready, we crawled into the buckets. There must have been 3 or 4 other people in the balloon I was in, and there was about 12 in the other balloon. When the wind was right, and when the fist glint of the sunrise was visible, 15 men hoisted the basket up, and the pilot gave the flame a little juice, and we were airborn. We sailed anywhere from 2 feet above the tree tops to 15 feet above the trees. We watched the sun rise over the acacia trees, and felt the temperature warmed up fast. We gazed down at elephants, giraffes, and every other species you would expect to see. Off in the distance, we could see the tail end of the Wildebeest migration, with hundreds of thousands of zebras and wildebeest covering countryside. We crash landed (the wind was pretty strong) and crawled out of the basket. Where we landed, some jeeps drove up and put together tables beautifully set up for breakfast. They popped champagne and served us mimosas, then they served us an elaborate hot breakfast.
Overwhelming. The beautiful nature, the conversations, everything...was exquisite.
It was my second trip overseas, but the first trip that got me on fire for travel. Hard to believe that was only the beginning. God is so good!
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