We had the most amazing evening yesterday with, literally, our heads in the clouds.
Almost two years ago, Ade bought hot air balloon flights for my 30th. We are not the most organised of people, and there were *valid* excuses, like the weather, Ade's difficult work pattern, hmm, the weather, answer machines, memory loss...
The vouchers quickly turned into my 31st birthday present (cunning!), and as my 32nd is approaching, they were in danger of running out of patience with us.
After a few attempts aborted due to weather (on-a-mission talk here), we had an unexpected call to ask if we could make it the following day. Hell yeah! Ade was flying but could make it as long as there were no delays.
I spent most of the day checking his departures and arrivals times, and making contingency plans. There was also confusion on my side with UTC, zulu, and whatsmacallit times, a little stress to do with posting an urgent package, excitement levels at their max...
The flight was with three other couples, one of which only just made it. They hadn't changed their watches since the clocks changed. There was some head shaking and eyes rolling. Especially from one older guy who seems positively beaming in other people's failures, haha!
I'm so glad we saved it until now. Nothing better than doing something like that when you are skint and there is no way you could have done it otherwise.
The flight was amazing. So relaxing. Quiet. Beautiful views.