Beautiful waterfalls of Dalat
For whatever reason I have always had an inborn urge (aka it was genetically passed down from you Dad) and desire to push myself to the brink of existence – to feel the reality of the world so intensely that I come out the other end of the experience exhilarated about life. As I grow older (though not yet wiser) I look back at my impulsive decisions of my “youth” and wonder to myself “What is wrong with me?”
My introduction to the world of adrenaline sports and adventure began when I was 15 years old while traveling and volunteering around Costa Rica, where I listened to a Tico count down from five in Spanish and took a (bungee jump) leap of faith by diving off the highest bridge in the Western hemisphere. That jump unleashed an adrenaline junkie I never knew I had living inside me. To celebrate my 18th birthday, I decided to declare my independence by jumping out of a plane for the first time. To my parents’ dismay, these patterns and escapades have continued ever since…
While some might say that packing up my life and heading off to Vietnam is more than flirting with the edges of extremity, I was overdue for experiencing that raw shrill of adventure that only comes with unexpectedly throwing (literally) yourself into a new situation and feeling the rush of the wind fly through your hair and watching your nerves transform into awe.
Time to escape the 100 degree temperatures, pollution and noise of Saigon and head to Dalat, Vietnam – where there are not only adventures to be had but also “cold” temperatures and beautiful scenery of mountains!
Rapelling down one of the waterfalls
Half way down..
27 meter cliff jump
Me and Mallory!
Definitely inherited that sense of adventure from your father! Hopefully you will continue to emerge energized, but in one piece! Can’t wait to hear about all your adventures in person.
Anne