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They don't allow lone-jumpers without a six-jump class, so we did tandem. Didja notice RB basically CARRIED his instructor to the front of the plane and nearly KNOCKED him out by bonking his head to the ceiling? We were supposed to scoot forward, sit at the edge of the plane and then the instructor would tap us on the shoulder before we jump. RB apparently missed that part, LOL. He stood up, injured the poor dude, and then hopped out of the airplane without waiting! He was lucky the guy wasn't passed out!
Everything went great for me. When we first tumbled out, all I saw was blue, blue, blue, and the wind was tremendous, whipping against my face. Then we righted into position and I was able to enjoy myself. We freefall for about a minute, which seemed to last forever, before the chute went up.
Then we were below the clouds and I could see the earth below. It was the strangest sensation because I felt very, very light as we hung midair like that. My instructor even let me tug on the ropes to steer the parachute.
I got a bit dizzy when he tugged hard to get us to spin around in the wind. It was like being on a giant swing and I guess my old head wasn't liking that. It was remarkably easy to talk once the chute was up and I told my instructor that I was glad I skipped breakfast that morning. He said he would slow down the spins, since that was just "fun" stuff.
And after about five minutes, we landed, soft as a feather. I felt fine. It was surreal to think I was 14000 feet above ground just minutes ago!
The funniest thing, though, happened on the drive back. My stomach suddenly caught up with my head and started to react at a hard turn and I was nauseated for a whole minute. Dude, it felt like a hangover after a wild night with crazy partying authors ;-P.
All in all, an uber experience well worth the money!
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