Ballooning Over Burgundy
I said I’d never go up in a hot air balloon again. But that was a terrified me thirty- five years ago. And here I was, relaxed and enjoying the views of the French Côte d’Or with my family and a handful of French at 1500 meters, hovering over vineyards, pastures, and fields.
In 1979 I was contac…
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