There's no other way to sugar coat it; it is what it is.
You name it, I'm afraid of it...heights, snakes, flying, etc.
Yeah, I have all these lofty plans to step it up and let go of my fears, but man, it is hard.
So when Kevin and all the other people from his company starting getting pumped up for the adventure tour, I began sweating and planning my get-away. I wasn't sure if I should fake the flu or just get a taxi and jam to the airport.
Since neither were terrific plans, I knew I had to suck it up and get over it. I felt relatively confident on our van ride to the site. However once we were there I saw this...
I felt a bit more nervous. I was wondering if I should put my life in the hands of this much equipment...
(Fake smile)
And seeing this sign didn't make me feel much more confident...
This? Oh, don't even get me going. I thought I was going to lose the contents of my nervous stomach when I saw this. Remember my mentioned fear of heights...
However, each person got started. I was clipped to the rope. There was no going back. And even though I was shaking like crazy and secretly swearing like a sailor in my head, I went for it...
And pleasantly discovered that it wasn't so bad after all.
Kevin thought it was a breeze...
Whatever.
After a few lines I was feeling all Evil Kevevil. Until this...
The repelling. Yeah, I thought I'd give it a go. Then I had my moment of clarity. If I dared to repell down, I'd have to rock climb back up. Um, I'm no fool.
Kev was, though...
One last bridge to cross...
I was extremely grateful for both my bravery and for it all to be over...
We horseback rode to our rafting location...
Which one of us looks more chill?
I know who you're thinking.
I won't hold it against you.
We soon arrived at the rapids, got the quick run down, and hopped on our rafts...
The scenery was breathtaking and the thrill was beyond my imagination.
We were beat afterwards and got to refuel with lunch and cool drinks...
Does anything beat ice cold Coke in a glass bottle? Nope.
However, I can think of a million things better than this...
R.I.P. Mr. Fly.
Well, this is my last post on Costa Rica. It's been a week since we've been home. I'm glad to be back with my kiddos and real life again even though today started with finding out that I had 2 cavities and my oldest threw up all day and night. But, being a mama is about softly comforting a puking kid with kind words which are coming out of a half numb mouth.
2 comments:
So cool you got to do all of that with your husband. You are the bravest wimp I've ever seen. Good for you for overcoming those fears. I would have passed on the rock repell/climb too. Great pictures, looks like you got to use that camera.
Looks like scary fun. Except the fly in the soup. Nothing fun about that. But it did make me laugh!
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