Hot Air Balloon

5:40 am, and still sitting in the waiting area at Ürgüp Balloons. The guy at Shoestring who checked us in on Thursday night--the guy who generally gives me the creeps--walked into the dorm area at 4:15 am and started waking up those of us who were doing the balloon ride, telling us to hurry up and get dressed.

First of all, there had to be some kind of miscommunication, because we were told we had to be ready to go by 5 am latest. I'm way too sour in the mornings if I'm rudely awoken and rushed to get ready. Especially by a stranger.

Secondly, it was raining when we left, and it's still at least misting now. The sky is more or less a blanket of gray that has gradually gotten brighter since we got here, to the point where I'm pretty sure the sun is good and up now. Even if we get into the air at this point, I'm not sure if we'll be able to see anything.

12 minutes until they call it, I think.

---

They called it. Going back to bed. Sigh.