Today we’re going on a hot air balloon ride. And this is the only way to do it. By the end of the flight, I won’t even remember any gripes about rolling out of bed at an unholy hour. I’ll only remember the ethereal sensation of floating above Melbourne, Australia.
I’m telling you this, so you don’t hit “snooze” and miss out on an experience recognised in the “Hall of Fame” by the Victorian Tourism Awards… 3 years in a row.