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For those of you wanting to make sure I’m alive, I am and it was awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aside from that mental glitch where you’re trying to convince yourself that falling out of an airplane is nothing to freak out about, it was the easiest thing to do. Much less scary than bungy jumping and no weirder that paragliding- where you have to tell yourself that it’s okay to run off a mountain.

I jumped from 12,000 feet. You go up in this little bitsy plane which makes quite a bit of noise. 8 of us were packed in like sardines. While in the plane you are snuggled, pretty much head to toe, with your driver?/flyer?- well, the guy who knows what he’s doing so you don’t have to. I got to jump first which I kind of appreciated because I didn’t really want to watch other people going out.

At 12,000 feet the door to the airplane slides over, Nick (thank you Nick, you were great!) told me to hook my legs over, thrust my hips forward, and lean my head back. By the time I did this- about 2 seconds, I think he gave me a little nudge, and we were out of the plane- and FLYING!

It doesn’t really feel like falling, it feels like flying. It’s not scary even though I’m sure that’s hard to believe. You can see forever and what you’re seeing is MAGNIFICENT. (Sorry, but this blog entry just cries out for caps.)

The freefall time (I think they said it was 45 seconds) feels much longer, but when the parachute is opened you wish you were still falling.

I had no desire to land and I would do it again in a heartbeat were it not for the price. I have had this big smile on my face for the past 5 hours.

There is only one major problem with all of this- what can I possibly do for my birthday next year?

Tags: Queenstown, Skydiving, Travel

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