THEY FLY

Meeting at 7 AM, the sun is rising, it's cold, we are sleepy, but we don't care because we are going to fly.
Bad news in the morning, everyone in the field and KOS KOS KOS!

After the lunch, each one goes with ALI to fly tandem paraglider.

From 5 PM, CAN call us one by one for the first Great flight from a height of 80m.  And 1, and 2, and 3, and still not me... Ok but I'm ready.

And 4, and 5, and it is Ozlem's turn. OK my Pouf Pouf you will fly. Kos kos kos... SHE FLIES!!! Cheer, kisses... AND ME?

The conditions are good.  Except that for Ozlem's first flight, a nice dust passes at 50 m! I am still runing at bottom like an idiot ...

8 PM, the night fall, I will not fly. Big French anger!

They explained me that is because of the problem of the language, they are afraid that I can misunderstand the instructions on the radio, blah...

In the evening, theoretical : meteorology. So tomorrow morning if I do not don't fly...