Cappadocia has been one of the most magical places I’ve visited in my life.
We started off after a massive 40-odd hours of travel, door to door from KL to Istanbul, then hopping on another flight to get us to Kayseri airport almost at midnight because of a plane delay, and having to wake up about 3 hours later in order to get on our balloon ride.
To be honest, I’ve always been afraid of heights, and the thought of going up on a balloon at over 2000 feet was intimidating, but I’d heard so much about how the landscape would look like from the air so I decided it was something that we absolutely had to do.
And it was absolutely worth that AM wakeup.
We drove out while it was still dark to the office of Kapadokya Balloons for the standard breakfast that they offer to all participants of the balloon ride while their pilots figure out how the weather will be on the day. Our pilot Murat walked through table to table updating us on the progress as they figured out how safe it would be, and eventually we set off in our minivans.
As we drove to the balloon site, we were greeted by the sight of dozens of balloons in various stages of fueling; from those still on the ground to the ones which were fully inflated and were floating above ground. Even watching the balloons being fueled at dawn at close range was kind of magical, to see the flickering fire slowly breathing life into the balloons.