Waking to the sound of an alarm shouldn’t be part of any holiday. But this morning, the family is ballooning over Cappadocia.
It’s 4am. In 20 minutes, a minibus will pick us up from our cave hotel. In little over an hour, and before the sun has risen, we will be climbing towards Turkey’s rich and loyal blue skies. The air will be warm, clear and still. The views will be breathtaking. And then the sun will rise… [Continue reading]