Some of the childhood memories that stick out to me the most, are the ones where my parents woke us up early, bundled us up, and drove us to Balloon Fiesta Park. I remember sitting on the field drinking my hot chocolate, and waiting in sheer anticipation of daylight, when the sky would fill up with hundreds (not even exaggerating) of hot air balloons. There is nothing more magical than this. Nothing. Even as an adult, it takes me right back to the land of magic when I see the sky filled with balloons. From our new house, I got a spectacular view of the colorful sky every morning this past week. And I totally just about peed my pants with excitement when a balloon flew right over my house! I went giddy fan girl on that balloon, just FYI. Haha.
Because pictures just sometimes don't tell the whole experience, I decided to vlog our morning for memories.
Since the Balloon Fiesta is totally in the hands of the weather, the day we went, it was too windy for the balloons to fly. So here is an idea of why all of us New Mexicans can't get enough!