Marta's phone rings at 4H00 am.
She sits up on the bed and looks down at me
"Whose stupid idea was this!"
"Do you want me to answer it?"
"Don't you dare!"
I pull her down on top of me "Just more five minutes!"
I and Marta are inside one of the balloons.
I want to save this moment forever.
The sun is rising, making the sky a shade of pink and blue. And the hot air balloons don't even seem real.
Marta looks like a kid on Christmas morning.
"This is gorgeous," She says next to me
"Yeah!" I say looking down at her.