The day before this, I went whitewater rafting.
The day after I did a skydive.
But bungee jumping was far the scariest because a skydive is high up in the clouds, and kind
But a bungee jump felt very real as I climbed the tower, floor by floor, thinking 'I'm going to
jump off this bloody thing.'
As I jumped, the world paused for a moment in mid air...
Before the ground rushed towards me, my heart pumped, a primal scream came
from nowhere, and my life flashed before my eyes.
It felt amazing after I'd survived the first bounce.
And boinged around merrily until they lowered me into a boat below.
I was so pumped with adrenaline, that evening I got drunk on half a beer.
Think I've been merrily boinging around in my head ever since.