March was a crazy month, so I didn't do much in the new experiences category. But for April, I had a few planned events. The 15th was our 26th wedding anniversary, and so we planned a Vegas trip. While we were there Simon helped me by organising some requested events.
I don't like moving fast. I also don't like spinning. So the obvious event to face these fears would be ridding a roller coaster. The one in question is at Circus Circus Adventure theme park. It has 2 loops and a corkscrew, a cave, and a significant drop. After a magnificent day of walking in the desert, Simon takes me to the theme park "to have a look". But before I can object, the tickets are purchased and we are next in line. Glasses off, check, pockets empty, check. We are braced in by these large bars that cover shoulders and hips. I feel snug and well braced. I know I'm in trouble when I scream at the very first little dip in the track. We climb up slowly, this is OK.....EEEEEEEE. So I admit as soon as the car begins to drop it is too much; I want to stop; I'm going to die; surely this is safe!?! I close my eyes and scream for the whole 90 seconds which, by the way, felt much, much longer. Simon's poor ears suffered my high pitched squeals. |Through my own yelling, I could hear him say things like "oh my g..! oh no!" The car comes to a stop, we feebly climbed out and I shook and trembled for a good hour post event. Did I enjoy it? No. Will I do it again? No thank you.#15: Aerial scream/2
I think Simon recommended this one, probably because he wanted to try it himself. In door skydiving is a blast! Levi, our instructor and coach, gave us a short instruction on gear, signing communications, and body positions when in flight. We waited our turn in the viewing room and saw another group fly. Our turn! The room is padded; the floor is mesh with a large wind turbine underneath that blows air upward. The turbine is operated by this guy in another room connected to the flight room by a window. Levi would signal various commands and fine-tune the amount of air being pushed out. I was up first. Arms and legs in an X, head up, back arched... The effect of all that force against my body was amazing. I was up four feet of the ground in no time! Levi threw me up and spun me like I was a rag doll. The turbine was reduced and I came down into Levi's arms and he gently pushed me off to the side. Thumbs up! To let him know I was OK, and it was Simon's turn. He did great, and looked very pleased with his first flight. We were six in the room and each had three flights. This experience was pure exhilaration without any fear. I would do it again!#16: I don't call 911
This one was for the Bart's gang. Years ago they did a Boys Vegas trip. They all went to a firing range and shot guns. Simon looked around and found a reputable indoor range. They had a "ladies package" $50 for 20 shots on a Glock 19, 10 shots with a Beretta CX4, two targets (a crazy clown, and a basic target) and a T-shirt. My instructor, Jeff, gave me the "low down" on how to hold the guns, the correct stance and aiming techniques. That first shot was a surprise. The power that the gun exerted! But I felt Jeff's hand on my shoulder and kept on shooting. The Glock was a fine handgun, but I liked the Beretta the most. I was able to aim more accurately and felt more in control. My T-shirt? It says that I don't call 911! So don't mess with me boys!