Wen Way: Hot Air Balloon @ Putrajaya

It was early in the morning ie. 7am. After driving nonchalantly through 2 toll gates, paying uncalled for “cross road fees” and approximately 30 minutes right before sunlight greeted us, we found ourselves facing those fancy gigantic balloons.

How appropriate this was. Early persons we became. Even if it is for just today.

The next 10 minutes were the most ridiculous ones. “No camera, no entry…wtf dey?” Yes, one of us had to wait on the outside. Phonecamera with Carl Zeiss lens…can or not?

Wait, there is more. What was supposed to be 10 minutes felt like a fraction of it and before I managed 10 snapshots (yes, do not even bother with proper shots), we were shooed OUT. All the while, the DJ kept barking into the microphone like "People without cameras are not allowed into the balloon area" (Phonecamera with Carl Zeiss lens…can or not? *ughh*), "Only 5 minutes left" (5 seconds later) "Marshalls please guide the photographers out".

I tell you...Ridiculous factor level 10!

Then, the balloons took off 1 by 1.

Need a Light, Chump? *Yoga Fire…BOOOOOH*

Amongst the participants, 2 stood out. Simply because they thought floating about the clouds strapped on 2 seats is way cooler than the typical basket carrier. *Basket, they can joke around some more. I’d NOT be acting macho like them lor.*

OFF they went!

What you do not see eventually, is how they crashed into the trees right below them because the wind current was not strong enough and the air pressure was….nah, I kid. *heh*

More hot air balloons!

*HeeHee the Clown*

Most graceful of the lot.

NOT.

Due to my innate ability of snapping ass shots. *Is the black spot…the "OPENING"? NYahAHahAHaahA*

*AHEM*

Heat attacked and boredom loomed as soon as all the other boring ones elevated into the skies. We agreed to disagree that we wasted our efforts of becoming a morning person for that day after all.

Then, kita orang chillout.