Sky Diving

A couple months back, I was out at the Mai Tai Bar in Long Beach with some friends. I checked my phone at about 11pm and noticed my friend texted me, "There's a groupon for skydiving. Let's go!" ...well that gives me an hour to decide if I want to jump off a plane. I reply, "I'm out drinking, I don't think this is the best time to make that decision!" My friend insists, "That's when the best decisions are made!" I then turn to the counsel of the friends I'm with, who are of course drinking as well and they all cheer, "DO IT!" So I agreed to buy the groupon.

On October 7, I drove down to San Diego at 6:30am with my friends to go sky diving at Skydive San Diego. We drive to what seems like the middle of nowhere. After signing our lives away and ability to sue, we were off for a quick orientation and getting strapped up.

I heard the worst part of jumping off a plane was actually seeing people jump before you. I wanted to be first. Of course with my luck, I ended up jumping last out of all my friends. So I saw them go out the plane, one at a time, and my instructor and I slowly scooted closer and closer to the open door. When I get to the door, it finally hits me: there really isn't anything holding me or the plane up. My instructor jumps out anyway with me strapped along him.

Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. No falling stomach feeling like you get on a roller coaster or Tower of Terror. I actually screamed coz in my head I thought I should be screaming, and for the camera. The fall was really quick, and before I knew it, the parachute was back up. No butt-landing for me either--my tall guy instructor landed smoothly by himself, and I just plopped my feet down when he was done. The worst part was definitely the motion sickness from turning the parachute left and right.

All in all, great life experience checked. Makes me want to create a bucketlist.

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