I went skydiving in Switzerland over the Alps!!! It was unbelievable and probably one of the best things I’ve ever done in my whole life.
I jumped from 13,000 feet and had a 45 second free fall.
They load you into a tiny plane and a professional jumper straps onto your back. Before you leave, you go through about a 5 minute training which is basically “keep you head back when you jump, don’t take your hands off until the pro tells you too, arc your back and keep your legs back.” That’s really about it. Then off you go. Amazing. I was the first one to jump out of me, Sam, and Jill.
The view from up there was spectactular. And you know, I actually wasn’t scared (probably because of all the adrenaline). I can’t really describe the feeling of it. Its like you’re falling but it doesn’t really matter. Its not like when you trip and fall of course, or even jump from a few feet up cause you just no that you have so long to touch the ground.
This was definitely the highlight of this past weekend. I bought a video of my jump, and when I eventually figure out how to pirate it onto my computer, it will be up here.
So I went to Milan first, which basically felt like a regular city with a TON of awesome and expensive shopping. Yes, I actually bought a couple things, amazing right? Its basically what you do in Milan. Arriving was interesting though, as our hostel was two metro rides away from the station and we had to ask directions from the police who pulled out a gigantic map. The girls got a picture with them at least. When we got to our stop, we saw a hooker get dropped off at a bus station, and then we ate at a bar called “Sitting Bull” and was extremely racist and had the worst food I’ve ever put in my mouth. Yes, even worse than Chap Suites employee food, for any of you that might be reading this. The chicken was green… GREEN! I can’t believe I lived through that meal.
The shopping spiderwebs off of the Duomo in every direction. Its strange, you get out of the train station and then BAM there’s this giant ancient marble holy building.
In Switzerland, the hotel was amazing and a relief. They greeted us with a shot as we checked in, and the beds were SO comfortable. We mostly wandered around, talked about skydiving, and paid 20 francs for, well, just about everything. I then took a night train back from Switzerland to Florence which was definitely an experience. They cram six beds in a tiny room, three beds stacked on either side. There not even enough room to sit up on your bed. Oh well, I got back around 6 or 7, slept until 10 that morning, and then was back on regular schedule.
Another weekend down and only a couple more to go. Next up: Cinque Terre!!!
