One of the many things both of us have wanted to do was go sky diving... The rush of jumping out of a plane, while a mystery to some, sounded like a fantastic idea... the rush of aderaline... the wind on your face... possibly meeting a bird... Some of you might be shaking your head at us but as said in the previous blog... we went the exact opposite direction the day after scuba diving... up into the big blue sky!
After our "extensive" training on what was expected of us before, during and after the dive (this extensive training took all of 5 minutes), we were ready and pumped! Now, we know what you're thinking... Piyusha is going to completely have an anxiety attack and back out... or maybe even add another point to the injury count but ha! neither happened ;)
With the girl next to us providing comic relief (now she was completely freaking out), we both looked out as we made our climb up. At one point, Parimal asked his tandem diver if we were close to reaching the jump altitude (14,000 feet) and Max so casually said "No mate... we're only half way up"... oh boy...
At the last minute, it was decided that Piyusha would do a back flip out of the plane so she could give Parimal one "final" good-bye before jumping out. Imagine being stuck on the loop of a roller coaster over and over and over (and over) again... And then of course Parimal's "wooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the entire way down... it just made for a fantastic 60 seconds of free falling over the rain forest, Great Barrier Reef and cutting through clouds.
Once the parachute was pulled, we floated down into an open sugar cane field.... And shockingly, unlike the girl that was relieved to be back on solid ground... we both wish the rush had just lasted longer.
One one more day left... :(
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