Vilnius at 500 meters. We flew nearly 15 miles from the Old Town out into the country. Landing was a not what most of us would call smooth. Good thing for handles for us to hang on. We were regaled with a short history of hot air ballooning, singed the ends of our hair locks, forehead dotted with muddy champagne and a toasted with a glass of fresh champagne. What a thrill to fly so peacefully through the air. Highly recommended.
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