We’ve been over in the UK for nearly three weeks now, visiting Matt’s family and watching countless weather forecasts on TV, and looking at other forecasts online, and gazing out the window waiting for the rain to stop or the wind to ease. One thing I can tell you about England, the weather is bad. Like, really very bad. And it changes a lot in a very short period of time. We’ve not been flying as much as I had hoped to but that’s ok, who needs practice anyway?! Actually, I’m pretty happy with my flying at the moment so I’m not desperate for the hours. We had a really busy summer of commercial flying back home so I’m just enjoying being in the air with 22 less people in the basket with me, and giving my racer a good push.
Instead of worrying about the things I can’t control (silly weather), during my non-flying periods (i.e. pretty much all of the last 3 weeks), I am focusing very hard on the things that I can control, like eating delicious food and sleeping. I’m doing a lot of sleeping. And come to think of it, a lot of eating too.
In other ballooning news Matt and I enjoyed a spectacular, very early morning flight over London on Sunday. We took off along with 45 other balloons to the south-east of the CBD at Burgess Park and flew to the east between Tower Bridge and Canary Wharf, over the O2 arena, city airport and the Thames flood barriers into Essex. Ah-May-Zing!