So, the next morning, I got up early. REALLY early. Why? Well, the balloons were supposedly flying at sunrise. So, I had this all planned. Made sure everything was packed, had my batteries charged, tripod ready, etc. I get there and find out that there's been a delay. Because of the wind.
Fricking wind. Uuugh. The wind is not a photographer's best friend. Nope.
So, I have no choice but to wait. And I could've stomped my feet and been a little brat about it. I had to leave and get back to New Orleans for a certain time. Eeek!
I started having these thoughts of :
"Great...I came all the way over here, got up early and raced down here and now the fricking wind is gonna make me miss the balloons."
But, that's not very ZEN-like, is it? Noooo! And since I'm all about being present and accepting what is, I took a deep breath and just...LET IT GO. I let go of the dissapointment and the expectations. And I just observed, took pictures of what what going on, struck up conversations with other photographers and just enjoyed the present for what it was.
Oh, and tried not to think about having to pee. Seriously. I had a big ass camera bag and a tripod. I was not going to try going in a portalet and risk any of my stuff getting pee on it. Gross!
So, here goes:
Oh, lookie...here they come!
It was amazing to watch them land. I can only imagine what it's like to be up in the air in one of these beauties. Cool stuff. :)