Letting yourself be carried to the clouds is an experience that goes beyond mere contemplation. As the balloon rises over La Garrotxa, the world as we know it transforms, and the landscape, seen from this new perspective, becomes a living, vibrant work of art. The warmth of the air and the crackle of the flame create a sense of mystery, drawing us into the magic of the moment, into a mesmerising atmosphere where each burst of fire nudges us a little closer to the sky.
As the balloon rises, the earth recedes and unfolds before us like a mosaic of colours and textures. The mountains, valleys and ancient volcanoes reveal their mighty omnipotence. It’s as if La Garrotxa itself were whispering, surrounded by the peace that only the clouds can offer. Everything seems to take on a whole new calm. Surrounded by this unique serenity, the heart begins to beat in tune with the air. There is something special about the act of looking down: the tiny houses, the paths winding through the fields and forests, all become part of a perfect artwork of which we, too, are a part.
Surrounded by clouds, every glance offers a new detail, a new surprise hidden on the horizon. The distance between us and the land only enhances the beauty of the hidden nooks and crannies that can only be seen from above. It’s an invitation to see the world from a different perspective, to surrender to the calm of this distant yet intimate view.
Cada soplo de fuego nos recuerda que formamos parte de la nada y del todo. Sostenidos tan solo por el silencio del aire y el poder de este globo que flota como una pluma. Y mientras el sol se refleja sobre el paisaje, tiñéndolo de los tonos de cada estación, sentimos que formamos parte de esta sinfonía, que somos una parte más del paisaje, como una nube que viaja con el empujón del viento. Por eso, dejarse llevar al nivel de las nubes es mucho más que volar. Es una comunión con la naturaleza, una oportunidad para mirar el mundo desde una nueva dimensión y dejarse llevar por el vértigo dulce de poder tocar el cielo.
Each burst of flame reminds us that we are both part of nothing and everything at once. Held up only by the silence of the air and the power of this balloon, we float like a feather. And as the sun reflects on the landscape, painting it with the hues of each season, we feel that we are part of this symphony; another element of the landscape, like a cloud drifting in the wind.
That’s why being carried to the clouds is so much more than just flying. It’s a communion with nature, a chance to view the world from a new dimension and allow yourself to be swept away by the sweet vertigo of touching the sky.