Dixieland Dancer -

What fun and what fabulous photos. I did the hot air ballon ride years ago while visiting my cousin in Albuquerque. We had to get up REAL early in the morning and just hope we could "jump on." What I remember most clearly (other than the champagne they pour over your head as a first timer!) is the smell of the earth and the sensation of being as one with the wind. You put it so well -- "not being diconnected." For me there was not a sense of movement because you are "in the wind."

It's a memory to be cherished!