Last Thursday was my birthday. My boyfriend and I had the Thursday and Friday booked off work because he had a surprise planned for the Thursday and on Friday we were going to Cornwall for a long weekend. I found out on Tuesday evening that the surprise was a trip in a hot air balloon which I was crazily excited about because it is the one thing I’ve always wanted to do. Jon however was keen to point out that we might not be able to go because it is so weather-dependent. The back-up plan was to go to Weston-Super-Mare to visit the Seaquarium.
On Wednesday evening we had to phone the hotline to check whether or not our flight was due to go ahead. The weather forecast looked good so we were hopeful. There was a message from our pilot to say that there was due to be fog early in the morning but that it was supposed to clear up so instead of meeting at 8am he asked us to meet at 9.30.
We got up at 8am on Thursday, looked out of the window, and saw that it was the foggiest we had ever seen Bath! By the time we left the house, just before 9.00, it was only slightly better. We decided (with our infinite knowledge on such things) that there was about a 50-50 chance that the flight would go ahead.
We met the pilot at Victoria Park in central Bath at about 9.20 and he told us that although there was still quite foggy it was clearing up fairly quickly and that he’d wait for everyone to arrive before giving us the low-down. Blue skies were starting to break through overhead which was promising. Ten minutes later he called us all together to say that he was going to take a drive up to the top of Lansdown Hill where he could get a better view of the situation. He also said that he’d give it a cut off point of 10am as he didn’t want to be wasting our whole morning waiting.
When he came back he said that there was no visibility at the top of the hill and also that the fog was still bad to the south-west which was where the wind would have taken us. Bristol airport is also in that direction and he had spoken to them and they’d advised him against it so he called it off.
Nevermind though, we will re-book it for spring (the hot air balloon season doesn’t run over the winter) and it’ll be something to look forward to. He also gave us a voucher for a free photo when we do get to go, taken with his balloon-mounted camera, which I thought was jolly nice of him given that it wasn’t his fault there was too much fog! He showed us an example picture and it looks really cool, it takes a photo of everyone in the basket with the countryside laid out behind you.
So, to the train station we went and off to the seaside! We got to Weston late morning and had fish and chips at the end of the pier. We then walked along the beach and visited the Seaquarium which was fun as we could get all excited about all the cool fish we’ll see in January when we go to the Caribbean! And we had the place almost to ourselves!
We then started to head home to get ready for our trip to Cornwall the next day, but before we left we decided to go on the big wheel for some views over the seafront. We have a small plush hippo which travels with us and has his photo taken in various locations, so when Jon suggested getting Harumphrey out of the bag to take his photo I didn’t bat an eyelid. But when I looked closer I saw that the hippo had a diamond ring on its arm and then Jon dropped to one knee and asked me to marry him! I knew it was coming at some point but I was still shocked! Of course I said yes or I doubt I would be telling you this story…
We were both so excited and happy that we decided not to go home straight away; instead we walked along the beach a bit more, took lots more photos and generally enjoyed calling each other fiancé(e)!
We then had a wonderful weekend away in Cornwall, and were incredibly lucky with the weather as you can see in the photos below.
I am tagging this post in this week’s Photo Challenge as the theme is possibility, and if an engagement doesn’t sum up that theme then what does?