John and I had always wanted to go skydiving, our birthdays happen to be a day apart and this year is a big year for both of us. Monday he turns thirty and Tuesday I turn twenty-one! So were decided to celebrate by going skydiving.
It was amazing. We had to wait for three hours before we actually jumped, and the “class” was literally a two minute conversation with my partner. Once we got going though it was amazing. My guy was your typical stoner and I had to ask if he was high right then just to be sure because he was so out there. He was really good though and kept me calm and laughing, which kept me from thinking about how I was about to jump out of a plane.
once we walked to the door there wasnt much time to think about what youre doing to be scared. He just counted to three and we were flying! Once we jumped he did a back flip! It was awesome! free fall was definitely one of the best things I’ve ever done. Once we opened our parachute though it was pretty uncomfortable though he did adjust it so my harness was more loose. He let me steer for awhile though he basically had to do it because I have very little upperbody strength. We did 360s for a little while to get away from other jumpers but not for long because I got nauseous. The whole experience only lasted fifteen minutes once we were in the plane.
Bonus, our parachute was my school’s colors.
Some people that I’ve talked to are sooo ready to go again and to get certified but John and I are not those people. I will probably go again at some point in my life but I don’t have the itch for it. That being said I am so glad I did it and loved all of it. And I wasn’t as afraid as I thought I would be!