I don't know why but ever since I jumped off the plane last week (of course with a tandem master, to whom I was attached to) I feel like I've become an adrenaline junkie. I was never an adventurous person. But once you did something extreme, and you enjoyed it, you couldn't help but to be addicted and yearn for something more.
I suddenly feel like the world is my playground. Of course the fear is still there, but I couldn't resist the temptation. I'm drawn to explore the adventure.
If you're a female, you're surely more attracted to look at the person in red rather than
the little frightened-but-having-fun critter attached to him!
(Ladies, his name is Sergey, and he's from Russia *wink*)
I wish I could do it more. And this time I want to do it alone, without the tandem master behind me.
-Miss B-
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