It was a daunting task. and no one seemed to be up for it. as the 9 friends stood on the platform, it seemed impossible for anyone to jump 180 meters away from the canyon and remain unscathed, let alone alive. at the back of my mind, i was already thinking of the other "rides" that would be easier to conquer first. then move on to "the one". kind of like taking the easy questions first in the exam and then going back to the hard ones.
But no. As we got to the hut where the tickets were bought, almost everyone's mind had been set. it was the "plunge" or nothing. it's as if the decision was collective and we were all part of the borg. it didn't make sense to take the less adventurous ones because they were expensive (baka kuripot lang kasi lahat,gusto na masulit kaagad haha)There were 1-2 stragglers but in the end only one of us didn't free fall. I'd have to say that it may have been the best 700php I had to spend.
Lots of questions came racing. Has anyone died plunging? How many times can the rope be used before it snaps? Has anyone hit the canyon yet while swinging? Who the crazy-a**-hell thought of setting up something like this? All the doubts and questions disappear as soon as you plunge through the depths of the canyon and put faith on the 70 meter rope that spelled the difference between life and death. No words can even begin to describe it.
Spoiler alert: it's like taking a retreat while adrenalin freely flows. As you swing back and forth among the tree tops and admire the view, you begin to realize how awesome the view is and you're glad to be still in one piece. Feels good to be alive. You realize that you are just a speck in the world. That you can't control everything. Sometimes you just have to let go. and live. and be free. and not think back. I chose to plunge and this is what I get. something awesome and indescribable.
I'd do it all over again.
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