On Friday I was really excited to grab Lee after work and head up to Clifton to see the annual Bristol Balloon Fiesta. Unfortunately everyone else had the same idea, and the city was gridlocked. No balloons for Rosie and Lee – very sad.
I’d just about given up all hope of seeing any hot air balloons this weekend, when on Sunday night – the last day of the fiesta, I was on the computer and Lee suddenly pointed out the window. Hundreds of hot air balloons were heading right over our house!
I shrieked with joy, grabbed the camera and ran to join our neighbours outside in the evening sun to catch some shots as they flew overhead.
I’m so glad I got to experience a little of the balloon fiesta, even if it wasn’t when I’d planned! 