Brave or crazy?
September 12th, 2009
In October 2000, I took my very first solo vacation: a trip to Hawaii. I stayed on the north side of Oahu, in a little B&B in the little town of Kailua. One afternoon, I drove to Haleiwa to watch the surfers, and when I stopped at a sub shop for a sandwich, I spotted a flyer for a drop zone at a nearby airfield. Two hours later, I had an appointment for the following morning to jump out of a perfectly good plane.
Have I mentioned I’m afraid of heights?
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