I blame it on the boys that jumped off a mountain…
Silly boys.
…this is my baby. My fearless baby…… that one up there is my husband… you’ll be glad to hear that he made it safely back down…… and this one about to jump is the first fruit of my loins… I’m glad I wasn’t there to actually witness all this.
BUT… I did feel like I was missing out on something so after a short deliberation I came to the conclusion that while there was no way I could hurl myself off a cliff, I could though start from the bottom and go up… and sooooo…
I did this instead:
… basically I was on a moped with wings… (mid life crisis or what??)… so high…… I had to keep telling myself to relax… and I still can’t believe I actually was up there…… stunning views though… … and this is when the crazy bulgarian pilot turned the engine off and we just floated… he also started to flap his arms, but I didn’t think it was that funny… the thermals from the mountains made us a little bumpy… which also wasn’t funny…