| Автор: <blockquote><p> <strong>I have been wanting to talk about this for a while now…</strong> </p> <p>I have a fear of heights, but its not crippling. Standing on the edge of anything higher then 2 stories getts me anxious, insides start to flip, my palms start to sweet, and I have to step away from the edge.</p> <p>ven watching movie scenes like in MI4 on top of the Dubai tower send my heart racing.</p> <p>That said I go out of my way with the express intention of showing myself that I can overcome this fear. I have been on top of some of the worlds – tallest – buildings, freaking out the entire way up. (something about a single elevator shaft straight to the top….) The worst is standing on the glass floors looking down. Even did one of those Sky Coaster things, have done countless roller coasters, and drop towers. Not to mention several times in airplanes of all sizes. And every time I do one of these things my stomach turns and I find myself in the restroom before the trip to the top.</p> <p>So, when the opportunity to go skydiving presented itself, I very hesitantly accepted. IT WAS THE MOST EXHILARATING THING I HAVE EVER DONE IN MY LIFE & WOULD DO IT AGAIN.</p> <p>The day of, I woke up feeling sick. I couldn’t eat anything for breakfast. Went to the air field with a friend, and I went straight into the restroom. After emerging, I put on the air suit, and took it right off and went right back to the restroom (I hate my insides). After suiting up again, we walked to the plane and locked the door. The entire time I was freaking out, wouldn’t look out the window, and asked my tandem instructor a million questions about the harness & parachute. So my friend jumps first, and then it’s my turn. And it hits me, I don’t know exactly what happend, but the only thing I wanted to do was jump out the plane. I swing my feet around the ledge, and the wind is whipping. I start to worry my shoes my blow off. The instructor gives me the single and we push off. I am pretty sure time slowed down to an all time low. It was the most breath taking thing I have ever felt. You can see the curvature of the earth. The fact that I was huddling towards the ground didn’t even enter my mind. the best way to describe the view is like the most hi-deff zoom in of google earth you could ever see. I shouted in ecstasy the entire fall. I had never felt more alive. And just about then the shoot was pulled and it was over. After touching the ground, the only thing I wanted to do was take the plane back up again.<br />Now that the adrenaline is gone, would I do it again? Yes. Would I freak out and get sick the 2nd time around. Most definitely.</p> <p>What I think it boils down to is the fact that you might fall and there is nothing there to catch you/break your fall. With the parachute, I didn’t really worry. There was a bigger chance I would die driving to the air stip then the shoot not opening. With the tall buildings, there is always a rail or window to stop you from falling. Standing on the roof of my building looking over the edge… not ever going to happen.</p> <p>Kind of a ramble… sorry. Typing all this made my hands sweaty.</p> </blockquote>+endln+ +endln+ +endln+<a href=https://telegra.ph/The-Lost-Art-of-Wandering-Rediscovering-Joy-in-Unplanned-Travel-05-31>htt ps://telegra.ph/The-Lost-Art-of-Wandering-Rediscovering-Joy-in-Unplanned-Travel-05-31</a> +endln+ +endln+</ul>+endln+ |
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