As part of my recent horrible tradition of getting nowhere near enough sleep and leaving the house before dawn, on Saturday I headed out to the Thailand International Balloon Festival with my friends Daniel and Dustin.
Despite a distinct lack of coffee the roaring burners and excited chatter of the growing crowd somehow kept me wide awake. The balloonists quickly assembled their equipment, filled their balloons and quietly rose into the rapidly-brightening sky and drifted off to the south. Within an hour it was all over … at least until they did it all again later in the day.
I didn’t see the afternoon version, however. I might just have been having a well deserved nap.