Balloon Ride

For my birthday last week, my parents got me a ride in a hot air balloon. I’ve always wanted to go on one but never had the opportunity. Today was the big day! I could practically feel the excitement thrumming through my veins.

My parents car stopped and my door was the first one open. Off in the distance was a grouping of 10 hot air balloons getting ready for the days rides. A woman with a clipboard came over to us and asked our names. My parents said it would just be my brother and I (my mom was afraid of heights!).

She directed us to hop in the basket and with a great big whoosh of fire into the balloon, we were off! It was amazing! In no time at all, our parents were just teeny little dots. A huge gust of wind whipped the basket around. My brother laughed a little nervously. Again it happened, and we both got knocked over.

The balloon was flung around, and off we went. We had to be going at least 100 miles per hour. Unheard of in a balloon I would think!

What happens next?