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When I see Surrey from the ground I see a place full of "Surrey-housewives", those evil creatures that go to restaurants to complain about how much dressing their salads have or how their Pinot Grigio is not cold enough, unleash their little terrifying monsters to let them run through the restaurant and spend hours talking about nappies, useless au-pairs o high heels...
From the sky, Surrey opens to a new dimension...
I've been waiting since September to do this, as Dax decided that, turning 30 was a perfect opportunity to give me something that, despite of having vertigo, I have always wanted to do...ride a hot air balloon!!...the craziness of the cows and sickness of the sheep kept us waiting for 8 long months...but the day was finally here...
Our captain's name was Tony and his favorite sentence "jolly good" which he repeated about fifty times before and during the flight; he was a middle-aged, very nice man who saw a balloon landing next to his house when he was mowing the loan, he went to have a look and help them packing it and decided to become a balloon pilot...
We were very lucky with the
weather: it's been a bleak week and even today, I thought it would be canceled because it was a gray rainy day but, as we got into the basket to hear the safety procedures for landing all the clouds went away and the sun was shinning for the whole hour we were cruising the sky, as if they knew that I've been waiting since September to do this and they didn't want to disappoint me.
I had a moment of doubt (or, to be more accurate, panic), when Tony was explaining how we should position ourselves for landing, when I thought "I don't want to do it", I could picture myself puking over the edge and spending most of the flight sitting at the bottom of the basket, but when I looked around me and realized that, other than a teenage boy, I was the youngest in the basket, I decided to shut my mouth and see what happens...best decision ever!!!...the views were fantastic and I could even look down and not get dizzy!!! I am very proud of myself and very happy that Dax decided to make this gift to me...
Enjoy the view!!!
¡¡¡Pelo
largo, chaquetas abiertas y dedos de niños, seran arrancados de cuajo al aterrizar, a parte de eso, disfrutad del vuelo!!!
Cuando veo Surrey desde el suelo, veo un sitio lleno de "esposas de Surrey", esas malvadas criaturas que van a los restaurantes a protestar porque su ensalada tiene demasiado aliño o porque su Pinot Grigio no esta lo suficientemente frio, sueltan las correas de sus pequeños monstruitos para que corran por el restaurante y se pasan horas hablando de pañales, au-pairs inutiles o tacones...
Desde el cielo, Surrey se abre a otra dimension...
Llevaba desde septiembre esperando para hacer esto ya que, Dax decidio que, el cumplir 30 era una oportunidad perfecta para regalarme algo que, a pesar de tener vertigo, llevaba mucho tiempo queriendo hacer...¡¡montar en globo!!...la locura de las vacas y las enfermedades ovejunas (todos a una!!) nos tuvieron esperando durante 8 largos meses...pero el dia llego por fin...
Nuestro capitan se llamaba Tony y era un hombre muy agradable de mediana edad que un dia vio un globo aterrizar al lado de su casa mientras el cortaba la hierba, se acerco a echarles una mano y decidio hacerse piloto.
Tuvimos mucha suerte
Only half way through / a medio hichar
Check the little person on the right hand side of the pic
No os perdais la personita a la dcha d la fotocon el tiempo, ya que llevabamos una semana muy mala e incluso hoy, ha sido un dia gris y lluvioso y pense que lo cancelarian pero, justo cuando nos subimos en la cesta y Tony nos explicaba como colocarnos para el aterrizaje, las nubes se fueron y brillo el sol durante toda la hora que estuvimos cruzando el cielo, como si supieran que llevaba esperando desde septiembre para hacer esto y no me quisieran decepcionar.
Tuve un momento de duda (o mas bien, panico), cuando Tony nos estaba explicando el aterrizaje, que pense "No lo quiero hacer"y me imaginaba a mi misma vomitando por la borda y sentada en el fondo de la cesta todo el camino pero, mirando a mi alrededor, me di cuenta de que, a parte de un muchacho adolescente, yo era la mas joven en la cesta, asi que decidi cerrar la boca y ver lo que pasaba...la mejor decision que he tomado!!! las vistas eran espectaculares e incluso pude mirar hacia abajo sin marearme!!! estoy muy orgullosa de mi misma y muy contenta de que Dax decidiera hacerme este regalo.
Disfrutad de las vistas!!!
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Mi Casa, mi casa
Hey, Mi casa. Que guay!!! Parece que lo pasasteis bien. Que suerte. Un besazo