One Fish Two Fish, day 7

DAY SEVEN:
A week into the trip, a bunch of people on the trip went skydiving that morning, but I opted for a lazier, cheaper, alternative of walking around exploring that day. My biggest find was a left-handed boomerang, which I'm super pumped about :D. That evening we all reconvened for dinner and hopped once again hopped on a bus, headed for our night bungy jumping party!

Now, I have to admit I had been trying to talk myself into bungy jumping and had already pretty much decided I wasn't going to. I had no issues with the Minjin Swing through, so me, Katie, and Jess headed for that pretty quickly. I think they have them elsewhere, but it's a huge swing where three people are strapped into these hammock-sort of harnesses (so they are laying on their stomach), brought back and up quite far, and then released so they fly down and out reaaallly fast. This one was 45m high, and I believe you clock 60+mph. The scariest part was actually getting to the top when something switches over and it jostles you around such that for a split second you feel like something went wrong and you're about to fall. The second scariest part was when we had counted down, I see Katie yank the chord for us to release, and we don't go anywhere. Mostly just because that meant we didn't actually know when we would fall. But when we did, we definitely rocketed. So fast that I never even saw the platform at the bottom on the way back. It was fun though.

Again, I had decided I wouldn't bungy jump, but (and I'll tell you the elongated story if you ask, but I'll make a long story short) miraculously, through a series of like 4 people, lots of self convincing on my part, and the guy at the top who was ridiculously good at convincing me without me really realizing it, SOMEHOW, I found myself at the edge of the platform, toes curled over the edge, waving at the camera. At that point my brain was chugging pretty hard to try to work out just exactly how I had managed to get myself there, and more importantly, what that meant for the very near future. Before it could answer any of those questions though, it was interrupted by the guy counting down. And somehow, at 1 I jumped the 50m. Not gracefully, no, but I got the hell off that platform. I can't really say it was particularly amazing, but the actual fall wasn't really scary it was so quick. Mostly I'm proud I can say I did it, particularly since even I didn't think I would.