So- I decided my posts were looking a little lonely/old lady style (bake a pie/knit/movie alone). I needed some action week. So I recruited some friends to head to Wonderland with me. Fact-lots of people like going to Wonderland. But not so many want to bungee.
I was so excited to do this one but it almost didn't happen for a few reasons. My friends were not all willing to do this with me but I did have a great friend who braved it- for the sake of my blog. The problem was- we came to Wonderland separately and were on very different timelines. My friends and I arrived later in the day (to watch the firework show) and she arrived(with her friends) at the parks opening.
When I arrived at Wonderland she was stopping for lunch, then we tried to meet at rides but kept missing each other. It's very hard to check your cell phone in the sun- so I didn't think it was going to happen. In the back of my mind I wad slightly relieved. Maybe I wouldn't be able to jump today afterall. But finally, we connected. We both tried to chicken out but eventually we put down our visas and committed. We tried to convince another friend to join us... And I yelled, 'who wants to be our third'. I guess I yelled too loud because when we were paying a lady joined us to make it three. We happily welcomed her...it also made it cheaper. Our friends patiently waited and acted as our paparazzi.
Once committed, we set out to plummet to the ground. We got fitted in our harness and I drew the short straw. I had to pull the release cord. I could not have been more upset. It's one thing to plummet towards the ground- but being the one who starts the fall is another. I started to get worked up about it and then I saw the group ahead of us. A Father with a daughter and son. The son was pulling the release cord. He was about 7. I felt pathetic. If this kid could be man enough so could I.
We only had time to watch one group go before it was our turn. As we walked up to the loading box- I felt nothing but excitement. . It turns out I am the tallest so I had to go in the middle- meaning I could not pull the cord. My poor friend, now terrified had the responsibility. As they hooked us in I was shocked at how few nerves I had. Everyone was very reassuring and it didn't seem like a big deal. The scariest moment was in the little box we stood in. We were hooked in, in the standing position, and suddenly the floor gave way and we were horizontal! It is a shocking feeling to have your face race toward the floor with no ability to use your body to stop yourself. Now that we were dangling- I felt even safer. This harness had more protection than most of the coasters at wonderland.
We were finally being pulled up. Though I wasn't scared- I did keep thinking, "this has gotta be as high as it goes". It seemed to never stop. When we got to the top we looked at the view of the park. It was gorgeous, and shockingly peaceful up there. I wanted to stay up there for longer but the annoucer said, "3....2....1....FLY" and without a second hesitation we were flying. I expected to jolt as we hit the ground- but it literally felt as though we were flying. I didn't make a sound but kept a smile painted on my face for the entire way down. We swung back and forth. My friend and I made superman arms and started to sing the superman song, which I later realized was the Indiana Jones theme song. Is it me or are the two similar?
Before we knew it, our turn was up. We were back in the little box getting unhooked. I wanted to go right back on it. I'm not sure I will ever go to wonderland again WITHOUT doing this. It was such a rush of excitement. I'm now worried where my excitement will take me. I just may turn into a adrenaline junkie. This made me want to go sky diving. So, this first was a great one! One I will definitely do again:)
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