If you’ve been reading my blog for some time, you probably know how obsessed I am with bungee jumping. I’d been aching to try it ever since I saw a TV feature on it more than a decade ago but hadn’t yet been given the chance — until this month.
You read it right, I finally bungee jumped! I flew all the way to Macau just to leap 233 meters off the Macau Tower, which is currently the world’s highest bungee jump. I loved it so much that as soon as I touched down, I ran back up and did it again. Look at the sheer glee on my face! It’s the most addicting thrill.
Here’s a video of my two jumps. First I did a classic swan dive, albeit a not-so-pretty one, then a back dive, which I found even more exciting.
I recently took a much-needed break from work to go on a short trip to Cebu with some old friends. Let me tell you, it did my soul good. When I got back to Singapore, at least five different people told me I was glowing. Here are some highlights from our vacation:
We threw ourselves off a bunch of waterfalls. Calling all thrill seekers! If you ever visit Cebu, you have to go canyoning at Montaneza Falls. You probably can’t tell, but that’s me throwing a peace sign while rappelling down a 100-foot waterfall. Pardon my French, but it felt fucking fantastic.
My F1-crazy friend, Chrissa, came to Singapore to watch the night race last September. While she was here, we jumped at the chance to get flung into the air on the G-max Reverse Bungy ride at Clarke Quay. We loved it! A couple of lessons learned:
Go at night to avoid being roasted in the sun.
Wear pants instead of a miniskirt.
Below is a video of our ride. The scream you’ll hear during the release came from the guy holding the camera.
We also went on the tamer GX-5 Xtreme Swing, but we unfortunately didn’t manage to get a video of that.
Do you know what else we didn’t manage to get? Pictures of the two of us that showed more than our faces. That’s what happens when you don’t bug other tourists to take your photo and just rely on the “hold the camera at arm’s length and click” method.
In other news, I will be jetting off to Manila this Saturday to take a break from work and to spend an entire week with my lovably eccentric family, my fabulously fun friends and my huggably neurotic pets. I’m practically vibrating with excitement.
I traveled to Puerto Galera, a popular beach destination in the Philippines, with seven of my college friends. It was easily the best vacation I’ve been on in quite a while. The synopsis: We lounged on the beach, swam in the clear sea, got drunk on bonded over a pitcher of Mindoro Sling, hiked through a mountain, took a dip in a waterfall, and went parasailing! If you want the whole tale and the boat load of pictures that come with it, keep reading
I tried one of those useless job predictor websites for kicks, and it said, “Nikki Brion, your ideal job is a bungee jumper.” I knew it! I was born to bungee. I’ve been hoping for such a long time that a bungee jumping place would open here in the Philippines. There used to be one in Subic, but it closed down years ago. Someday I’m going to find some high place from which to jump off with ridiculously thin cords strapped to my ankles. I can’t wait! *
It’s funny, because I’m not really an extreme-sports type. I just happen to love activities that involve heights. I try to avoid, however, high edges with low to no railings, because I don’t trust myself not to jump. Don’t get me wrong! I’m not suicidal at all, but I get the feeling that I just might jump for the heck of it. I’ve always felt that way, even as a little kid.
When I read White Oleander many years back, I found this quote: “The mistrust of heights is the mistrust of self, you don’t know whether you’re going to jump.” Apparently I’m not the only one. Do you think you might jump, too?
Oh, and I saw an Adventure One plug for extreme ironing last night. I must say I haven’t seen anything more entertaining in a while. Who knew you could iron clothes while scuba diving? ;-P