Just kidding.
So I survived the jump.
The freefall was bananas. I don't know how to describe it. It wasn't like anything that I had thought it would be. I don't remember the first 5-15 seconds of it. I remember only getting nervous when I saw everyone else jump out of the plane (we were the last to go), then I remember sitting on the edge of the door, I remember the moment that we jumped (well really, I just kind of tumbled out) and then there's a void of memories for a little while.
My guy was kind enough to have us do a backflip out, so I think that added to my confusion.
Nonetheless, as I said, it was amazing. The freefall was crazy, and as soon as the parachute was deployed, I knew that I wanted to do it again.
I found out that when you're falling at a speed of 180km/h, you can't hear yourself scream. And your mouth gets dry rather quickly.
I'll post more about it later. And about everything else that I've been doing.
Obviously, I'm having a wonderful time out here.
Good golly - today, I jumped out of a plane.
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