Butterflies of the best kind invade your stomach, as you climb your way into the basket. The sound of the burner is abrupt, but it excites you anyway. The balloon inflates itself all the way, and the basket effortlessly lifts off the ground.

You rise, higher and higher. It doesn’t take long before the earth and all its creatures become miniature, before disappearing completely. Submerged in white fluff, you emerge over a sea of clouds.

Drifting peacefully, suddenly the sun breaks through, and all around you there is light. You watch it rise in silence, floating over a layer of puffy candy floss. Against the backdrop of the majestic Atlas Mountains, the sky is yours this morning.