Eddie the Eagle
1.30pm: No intention of sky-diving despite telling Zoe I would do it with her - enjoying a relaxing lunch on the way to Queenstown.
2pm: No intention of sky-diving and enjoying a lovely drive when phone reception comes back and 3 messages on the phone from Zoe saying "Where are you? I have booked us to dive at 3pm."
2.30pm: Now deeply worried: how do I get out of this? Meet Zoe who says it's been called off because of clouds. Try to sound disappointed.
3pm: Zoe calls sky-dive place to make sure it's cancelled, only to be told we can now do it at 4pm. No disguising my lunch is not sitting too comfortably.
After all these ups and downs my adrenaline resources were drained. I went up nervous as hell but managed a smile for the camera before being shunted out of the plane strapped to a Hungarian who works as a product manager for Ford in the winters. In the end it wasn't worth the worry but was great fun and some far-out, narly views of Wanaka (as we adrenaline-junkies say).
2pm: No intention of sky-diving and enjoying a lovely drive when phone reception comes back and 3 messages on the phone from Zoe saying "Where are you? I have booked us to dive at 3pm."
2.30pm: Now deeply worried: how do I get out of this? Meet Zoe who says it's been called off because of clouds. Try to sound disappointed.
3pm: Zoe calls sky-dive place to make sure it's cancelled, only to be told we can now do it at 4pm. No disguising my lunch is not sitting too comfortably.
After all these ups and downs my adrenaline resources were drained. I went up nervous as hell but managed a smile for the camera before being shunted out of the plane strapped to a Hungarian who works as a product manager for Ford in the winters. In the end it wasn't worth the worry but was great fun and some far-out, narly views of Wanaka (as we adrenaline-junkies say).
posted by Carrie at
4/03/2005 08:17:00 AM
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