We made it to the Spirit of Boise Balloon Classic for the first time in 12 years. Because who goes to an event that starts at 6:30 in the morning? At least I had the foresight to bring donuts.
It’s all good.
But it was all worth it once the balloons started to inflate.
I think the word is “exhilarating.”
Yes, the world is a strange place son.
Bed head all around.
Let’s go again next year.
