"I’d sit cross-legged in the box, filtering the sand over and over again through an old spaghetti strainer, getting rid of the sticks and leaves that had fallen, until it was almost as fine as right after he poured the sand from the bag. That was perfect sand."
Sunday, August 28, 2011
"It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... me?"
I did something crazy. Yesterday, I paid money to jump out of an airplane that was 13,000 feet in the air. That's more than two miles. Luckily, I have the pictures to prove it, because I'm not sure I'll ever do something like that again!
I wasn't nearly as nervous as I thought I'd be (shaking, contemplating my mortality...). I mostly concentrated on doing what I was told! The first part, the free fall, was scariest for me because we were going so fast; I have some pictures that shows some very strange ripples in my cheeks. The best part was when the parachute opened and we floated lazily over the town.
Afterwards, definitely exhilaration. My boyfriend wants to do it again; I said to ask me a year from now.
2 comments:
That is amazing. And the photos are awesome. What were you feeling before, throughout and after? Exhilaration? Terror? ??
I wasn't nearly as nervous as I thought I'd be (shaking, contemplating my mortality...). I mostly concentrated on doing what I was told! The first part, the free fall, was scariest for me because we were going so fast; I have some pictures that shows some very strange ripples in my cheeks. The best part was when the parachute opened and we floated lazily over the town.
Afterwards, definitely exhilaration. My boyfriend wants to do it again; I said to ask me a year from now.
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