"The shell of the hot air balloon lies inconspicuously on the ground by the outskirts of the forest near Grossaffoltern. As the burners hiss and various helpers look on, a huge monster comes to life and after some preparation time, we are able to climb aboard. The balloon takes off gently and soon we are surrounded by calm air and complete peace. We cast our eyes over the autumnal Swiss plateau and the Alps – a wonderful sight! After the peaceful flight, our balloon falls ever closer to the ground until we touch down gently in the Great Marsh."

Fritz