Would you do an activity that required a big drop? (Parachuting, bungee jumping, etc.)
At this moment, I would like to say “I’ll never….”, but let’s just set the record straight – superlatives and I have an on-again, off-again relationship. Superlatives get me in trouble. I have done things I said I would never do, and frankly, I’m better for them. Now that we have that established….
I’ve been told that I would enjoy parasailing. I have been told that parachuting and hang gliding are great fun. I’ve been told that bungee-jumping is quite the rush. Why do people feel the need to jump off of perfectly good cliffs and bridges or out of perfectly good planes?
I have, however, gone zip-lining in St. Kitts, BVI. I had two trusty Prince Valiums in my pocket incase I freaked out and had a panic attack. I squeezed my eyes shut on the practice run AND for part of the first real run. Which was thankfully the longest and highest, so when I finally shook my wits into submission and forced myself to open my eyes and look around – I decided that it was pretty damn awesome.
How about you?