We're leaving South Africa in a couple of days, so we've been reflecting on a few things we've done in CT that we will never forget, but while the memories are still fresh, we're making note here.
Boulder Beach. Where hundreds of the cutest, tiniest, penguins stand like mannequins on a BEACH. For a few seconds we actually wondered if they were fake because they hardly moved. After watching for a little while one would waddle this way and another would waddle another direction and soon they were scurrying all over the place. They would nudge each other, pick little pecking fights or play together. We were't "allowed" to get off the walk
way and touch them. I hate the d-bag who made THAT rule. Those little guys were just begging to be cuddled.
Shark Cage Diving: Besides Andrew getting terribly seasick and yacking for 75% of the time, it was AWESOME. I was able to spend 30+ min in the cage and saw some magical shit. It was scary as hell at first, but the staff informed us of a few comforting facts that you don't learn from Shark Week on TV or the movie Jaws. (PS, Shark week is mostly bullshit. I would love to nerd out and tell you all of the crazy interesting facts I've learned about sharks, but I'm going to refrain). Once you get into the freezing cold water and the sharks show up, you realize they have basically no interest in eating you whatsoever. They're just swimming around out of pure curiosity. They don't feed the fish, but once a shark turns up they use a tuna head on hook and line to lure the sharks around. This evil asshole thought it was a good idea to leave the tuna head right in front of MY head. Sure enough, a massive shark came darting over, jaws open wide and rammed into the cage 12 inches from my face. It was INSANE. Now I know what an entire pizza and 20 wings feels like when sat on a plate in front of me. I had our GoPro in my hand the entire time and was sure I made the most epic fucking video of my life.... too bad I forgot to turn it on.
Bungee Jumping: It's a big to-do in SA as it's the highest bungee bridge in the world. When we first got there we watched other jumpers"leap off the 708 foot high bridge from a lookout point. That was dumb. Cold sweats and urine leakage in full effect. No turning back now. We pump each other up to do the jump and we're all excited, then we find out how exactly we get to jumping point in the middle of the bridge. There's a suspended walking path underneath the bridge that was made of 1/4 inch thick steal grate that flexed and bent with every movement. I'm having difficulty painting this picture, but it was the scariest thing ever. It's impossible to "don't look down" because you're so scared of your foot falling through this rusted scrap metal floor that you HAVE to watch every step you take. We walked for probably only 8 minutes to the jumping point, but it felt like eternity. So much for our "pump up session" the terror is overwhelming, but at least we made it to jumping platform alive. Success. I was called to jump before Andrew and the whole time they were strapping me in I was looking back at him and trying to keep my shit together. Candidly, I actually had to go-go, but there were no restrooms on the bridge and I had a full tank, front and back. They put pads around my feet and tied them together. This goes quickly, but the staff is making jokes and barely even looking at what they're doing the entire time. DO THESE DICKHEADS KNOW I'M ABOUT TO POOP MY PANTS ON THEM?? Not the time for jokes, guys, not the fucking time. This part goes by quickly and next thing you know they're putting their arms around your shoulders to help you hop down to the edge. Everyone yells, FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE, BUNGEEEEEEE and that's your cue to leap as far out as you can. The first six seconds were the scariest of my entire life and I'm certain Andrew would agree. I can't even begin to explain the feeling. After the initial moments you're just in shock and awe. As your body recoils up and back down, up and down you're just watching the earth get closer and further away and it's beautiful. Once you're done bouncing around you there's a crazy silence that falls upon you, you feel the blood rush to your head and you're just dangling there by your feet, all alone, staring at the upside down view. One of the aforementioned hilarious jokesters who didn't even realize how lucky he was that he didn't literally eat a shit sandwich, repels down to you, ties you up to their harness and pulls you back up to the bridge. The entire thing from beginning to end was probably only 15 minutes, but the range of emotions you go through is indescribable: excitement, fear, worry, anxiety, shock, joy, relief, surprise, but most of all sheer, epic glee.
Skydiving: I've done it before, so I knew what to expect and was really looking forward to it. I had so much fun doing this with Andrew and watch him uncomfortably sit with another man strapped tightly to his back with this legs wrapped around him as we went up and up and up and up in a tiny little plane. You know when you're a little girl and you sit in your Mom's lap while she brushes your hair? Yeah, that's what Andrew looked like with this little dude strapped to his back, like a jetpack. The wait for the jump is the best part as it takes 20-25 minutes to get to 10,000 feet. The views of Plettenburg Bay were gorgeous. I was the first to jump (again) so the door opened RIGHT next to me. I looked out, had to swing my legs out the door and that was when my stomach dropped. My homie attached to me pushed us out and I screamed bloody murder for the entire free-fall, which lasted only 34 seconds. The second he pulls the cord for the parachute to release we were jolted back and suddenly soaring. He handed the straps to me and let me steer the parachute. My first time driving in three years was a flipping parachute!! Of course, I immediately yanked my right hand down to see what this puppy could do and we spiraled around and around. Magical. We flew around for 8 minutes and landed gracefully on our feet back at the same spot our plane took off. It was absolutely wonderful.
Needless to say, we're all adventured out for a little while.