All my life i've had a fantasy of zipping through the forest, over a river, lake,
whatever, on a zipline. it goes back to when i was 11 or 12 at Disneyland in florida and our day trip to river country. they had ziplines, but they were
short. it whetted my appetite for more.
so when i discovered that there is a zipline forest near where I'll be staying during my trip to
Sayulita, Mexic, images of zipping through the forest filled my head.
I should be excited right? but i'm not.. it makes me nervious. it's like i've
suddenly realized how fragile my human shell is and i weigh the risk and
reward of such a thing much differently than I would have in, say..
December. It still sounds like a cool idea... but i'm nervious. I suppose that's an understandable reaction given the circumstances, but ziplines aren't, like, a contact sport, so why does it freak me out?