For someone that deals with a fear of heights issue, this was excruciating. Fortunately, it was one of those free flights, so we didn’t get to travel, but rather went up to the top of a tether (approximately seventy point three billion miles into the air) and looked down on everyone waving at us.
I did it and I didn’t 1) vomit 2) fall out 3) die 4) fall out 5) get sick or 6) fall out.
I don’t think that the poor owner has gotten the death grip I bent into the metal railing on his basket out yet. I doubt he ever will. But dang it, I did it.
If heights aren’t an issue for you, I’m sure this would be an absolutely fantastically lovely experience. If they are, let me be the first to assure you – people that love heights need someone on the ground waving at them to make the experience complete. Really, they do. I have no problem being that person from this point on.
