Bungy Jumping
We stop at a 143 foot high bridge to watch some idiot jump off attached to a rubber band. I am left waiting and waiting building up the anxiety on the bridge while they have a break. Even Brent has deserted me. The rest of the bus are down at the viewing platform, cameras at the ready. From a bus load of 44 passengers, there is one person jumping, 42 people wathcing and one person turning the other way (my mother). My feet are wrapped in towels and secured by luggage straps after I've climbed through the bridge safaety railings and on to the platform. Next the elastic is attached, then I waddle to the edge of the platform (which is not easy when your feet are tied together and your knees are rattling). I pose for a photo with the company newsletter, and then for the countdown.5-4-3-2-1-Bungy! I look around. Isn't something meant to happen at this stage? Oh, yes, I was meant to jump. No...



















