The Ultimate Pick Me UP: PARAGLIDING

I was upset still about my camera, but for the briefest of moments I was incredibly happy that day. I got to do something so out there, and so daunting to most people that I can't help but create for it its own blog posting. Basically, I woke up early in the morning lamenting at the fact that I wouldn't have a camera to take pictures of the experience. However on the bus ride to Ölüdeniz, I was reassured by Vilena and the people taking us paragliding that they would provide all the photos and video that I could possibly want.

Basically we traveled all the way to the top of a mountain at an altitude of 2000m high. The paragliders unfolded the parachutes out in front us to see. The first group that went had some trouble but they demonstrated how easy it truly is. Basically the parachute is laying on the ground and your connected to it. All you have to do is to start running downhill and the air will pull the parachute into the air. You keep running until the parachute is right above you and then that forward momentum would take care of the rest. Your legs will lift off the ground and soon enough you will be in flight. This how me an my pilot did it exactly. We just ran down the mountain and the parachute did the rest.

And that is exactly how I did it. I first met my pilot.
Then, we unloaded the parachute. Personally, I was hoping to just jump off a cliff and then just pull the flap.
I got psyched in my decked out helmet.
I got ready...
I started walking...
I took off into a run...And Sir Isaac Newton did the rest.
And we lifted off the ground!


I'm flying!~!~!
View from above:
Remind me why I'm not a pilot yet?
Thanks to Vilena K, I have these memories forever on my backup hardrive, on my computer, and on my blog.
Never quite had a rush like it actually. It made me want to sing:

I've waited for this moment
All my life and more
And now I see so clearly
What I could not see before.
The time is now or never
This chance won't come again
Throw caution and myself into the wind.

There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But I'm willing to find out what impossible means.
A leap of faith.

Parody of an angel
Miles above the sea
I hear the voice of reason
Screaming after me
"You've flown far too high boy now you're too close to the sun,
Soon your makeshift wings will come undone"

But how will I know limits from lies if I never try?

There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
But I'm willing to find out what impossible means.
I'll climb through the heavens on feathers and dreams
'Cause the melting point of wax means nothing to me.
Nothing to me
Nothing to me

I will touch the sun or I will die trying.
Die Trying.

Fly on these secondhand wings
Willing to find out what impossible means
I'll climb through the heavens on feathers and dreams
'Cause the melting point of wax means nothing to me
Nothing to me
Means nothing to me
Miles above the sea.

~Thrice, The Melting Point of Wax