A girl wanted a fairytale, which she pretty much got.. except for this one balloon ride… she remembers it well *insert fuzzy haze here and wavy lines and stuff*

It all started so well, a beautiful clear day, a luscious yellow balloon, the winds were low, the tide was high.. no wait… anyway.. It was date day, and a balloon ride was in store!   It all started so well “look at this look at this” I squealed and pointed over the side, and turned to see that he was too busy waving to people down below…. STRIKE 1, MISTER…  Ok well, not going to ruin the day, I thought, so I whipped out my camera, snapping some beautiful scenery as he carried on waving like he was queen of the world, tut.   By the time i’d finished snapping, he snatched the camera off me and was taking “better” pictures than me, so as you can see I thought i’d show him and sat on the side of the balloon, well that didn’t quite pan out, as he reached to save me, we both toppled overboard and was clinging on for dear life!

Eventually, we managed to get back in the balloon, of course he was in a huff (shark week) and I was crying like a baby because my beautiful balloon day had been ruined, he’d even forgotten the champagne!!!   But, eventually it turned out ok and we had a hug and a kiss and made up.  AND THAT WAS THAT. or something.

Obvs, I am the worlds WORST story teller.  But you can see my point.  This balloon from What Next for (Read more...)

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