Felix and I had a wonderful time in Albuquerque, New Mexico at the annual hot air balloon festival. My mother and grandmother are regulars at 'the Fiesta' and have asked us to join them many times before. It seemed Felix was at just the right age and I had the technology and flexibility to take my work with me so had no fresh excuses this year.
Felix was quite the trooper the entire trip, from the long plane rides to the early mornings out on the freezing field waiting for balloons to fill and the air to warm up, to long hot car rides chasing balloons, and finally to get some breakfast and then go sight seeing before going to bed just in time to get up and do it all over again. He would cling to me, and often to Grandma, without saying a word, hardly showing any expression but taking it all in.
He was fascinated and exhausted at the same time. His only melt down happened to be a big one, he scratched my eye in a tantrum and I was left in severe pain and blinded until we got back to Seattle. (They had a wheel chair for me at the airport and put me through a separate security line.) The pictures hardly do justice to the panoramic views and truly awesome sight of so many balloons in flight at once.
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