That's right Husband wanted to skydive. I did not. After a some Googling, he decided tandem skydiving was the way to go. I have to admit, the conversations were priceless:
Husband: Do you want to do this to?
Me: No, I don't want to die.
Husband: It's not like you're going to hit the ground...
Me: Of course not, I'd be dead from the adrenaline rush to my heart when they pushed me off the plane.
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My mom: He has life insurance right?
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His mom: I wish you never told me you were going to do this.
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Our youngest: What are you going to do next Daddy? Swim with the sharks? They put you in a cage you know, and you can poke at them! (She's eight.)
So how does this work? You watch a video basically saying there's a chance you could die (but you will sign a waiver that you or your family will not sue the company) I'm serious. Next you get a little tutorial on how to do it.
Flap your wings (I'm joking.)
Yeah, suit him up, he's ready to go...
That's right, it's so funny (giving him his last rites...) who's going to be the widow with 3 kids?!?
All I could think of when I took this picture was Armageddon, with Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck before they are about to board the space shuttle. Sheesh.
Thankfully, a safe landing after being 12,000 feet up in the air at cloud level!
Note to all females:
After, Husband made sure the rest of the day would be spent doing what I wanted to do. So we did some wine tasting, ate good food with good beer and walked around being all tourist-y-like. Our afternoon was much more relaxing than our morning. And even though we don't have a bucket list, we talked about other things we could do. I'm still waiting for the vacation where I can sit on the beach under an umbrella with a cold drink in my hand... *sigh* maybe next year.