I was most terrified of our scheduled hot air balloon ride in Bagan. Although I knew it would be an incredible experience, part of me wished they would lose my reservation so I could watch Susie take off and then go somewhere for coffee and croissants.
Like almost every day of our vacation we got up before dawn. We took a beautiful restored old bus to the balloon ascension site (I think that's what it is called), drank some coffee and got a safety lecture. I had been to a hot air balloon festival before but this was the first time I was actually going to be a passenger. It was not easy getting into the basket and I didn't love our take-off.
|This is what I saw at the beginning of the balloon ride.|
After only a couple of minutes I was feeling comfortable enough to actually stand up (it helped that I was right next to the pilot).
|This is what I saw when I stood up.|