Last Monday, I managed to tick off one item on the "50 things to do before you die" list: I went on a trip in a balloon. The farmer next to us had organised it, and as well as taking his family, had a few places left over for neighbours. I was lucky enough to be able to join them. It was a terrific experience, and highly recommended. A few pictures are below – the full set of over 200 photos (well, you know me…) are here.
Looking at the full list of "50 things…", I note that I’ve only done six of the list. Mind you, most of the list I have no interest in doing whatsoever, so it’s no loss to me. I get more pleasure from a walk in the woods than contemplating the thought of such things as flying in a fighter jet, driving a Formula 1 car, or bungee jumping…






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