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We reached the edge of Teotihuacan and headed out over the countryside. |

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Finally, after an hour in the air, I began to look for a place to land. |

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Javier flew on a short distance in his cloudhopper before landing as well. He came back to join us, along with his other sister Gabriela, who was helping with the chase. We traded notes on the wonderful flight, and I autographed one of the balloons for them. |
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We began putting the balloon away. A number of people from the neighborhood had gathered, and we decided that my smaller balloons, which are not safe to re-use, should be given to the children -- the children with parents with them, anyway, since we didn't want any chihuahuas or unwanted little brothers or sisters to go flying away. |
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Drifting over the massive, ancient City of the Gods beneath a bright spray of gossamer bubbles: I will never forget that strange, magical mixture of the eternal and the ephemeral, the transient and the timeless -- which is to say, Mexico. |
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Mariel on her burro |
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