Having taken the plunge before, this May to celebrate a good friend’s and fellow adventurera’s birthday, I along with 3 others jumped. It was a beautiful day over Miami’s coastline with calm breezes, sunshine, and wispy clouds. Two by two, we ascended in the rather small sardine can plane. Then, strapped to our lifesaver (aka professional jumper), we scooted closer to the edge. With no turning back, we let the plane’s speed suck us out to race through the skies to a graceful, yet playful parachute descent to solid ground.
Here’s to living life and looking up!