Full of hot air

We went to a hot air balloon festival this weekend, the first ever in Cajititlan, right near where we live.


Adan has been to a similar and much larger festival in Leon many times, and once he got to go up in the balloon. I, however, had never been so close to one let alone 45 different ones before.

There were some really fun, creative ones, like this one from Brazil of the ocean:


Or this one of a bear and an elephant hugging, somehow it was supposed to be promoting world peace and can’t you kind of see why? I mean, don’t you just feel an overabundance of goodwill towards the world right now looking at this picture?
Adorable blue chicken
Sponge Bob was there.



We went with our friends Oliver and Ninette and their kids Renata and Mateo. I have to say the only downside of a hot air balloon festival is that if you have ever read and understood the second law of thermodynamics, you know that they can only fly when the air temperature is cold. Unfortunaly, in Mexico, it’s usually 90 degrees by 9:00 AM so that requires this to be an early morning activity, as in, 6:30. For Adan and I, it wasn’t too big of a sacrifice as we live ten minutes away but our friends had to leave their house at 5:30 to make it on time. They’re troopers, and we want to be just like them when we grow up.




It was totally worth it.

P.S. The second law of thermodynamics has nothing to do with hot air balloons. It actually has to do with the temperature at which eggs cook.

P.P.S. My friend Jess had her fourth baby, Ezekiel Scott. He is one hansome baby with his adoring older siblings there. She is one happy mama. And I am one totally proud and ecstatic auntie. Proud and ecstatic and in total AWE of my friend Jess, who is a champ.


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