I am a walking contradiction.

I have this irrational fear of balloons. I once almost punched my science teacher during an experiment in high school. When the teacher found out that I had a phobia of balloons and loud noises (ligyrophobia), he came up to my face with a balloon and popped it in my face. I like to remember this incident ending with me shoving him across the classroom.

But I digress.

I, on the other hand, LOVE hot air balloons. I love the colorful look to them and the way they float peacefully in the sky.