Another one from the KOTH weekend link archives. E and I decided to take an in-town vacation back in 2005 during the summer after we got married as we were swimming in debt of all kinds. One of those mornings, we woke up at about 3 or 4 am to make the 3-hour trek to a lonely valley in the mountains where we were greeted by two gigantic balloons laying out on the ground and a group of other groggy people. We drank mimosas, got our picture taken in front of the basket (presumably the timing was meant to be before the balloon fell to the earth in a fiery ball…..you know, just in case) and then floated into the heights. Admittedly, I was preoccupied by some new, awful neighbors we had gotten across the hall from our tiny apartment so I don’t think I got to appreciate the experience fully, but it was amazing all the same. I’d like to go again some day.