If you’ve ever taken a ride in a hot-air balloon, you know. And if you haven’t, you are in for an indelibly jolly experience.
Wafting over the Mara in the piercingly fresh and golden morning, floating over elephants and hippos, feeling a mild and worthy intoxication-by-grandeur, is one of those things that, having done, we wonder how on earth we ever contemplated not doing.
And then there is a post-flight champagne breakfast in the bush, a cheery way to softly come back to earth.
Land Arrangements, Per Person (2019)