Nomadic. Storyteller. Soul searcher. Experience hungry. Music carnivore. Dreamer of better things. They call me H.C. You can find stories about my travels, stories from my decades on earth, and thoughts about why the world turns in our vast universe.
I was feeling pretty good after my zipline across the Victoria Falls Gorge. As I was making my way across the bridge to it’s center though, my heart starting beating like a jackrabbit. My true test of adrenaline style adventure was about to begin…
As my number was photographed and logged, the men running the bungee asked me if I wanted to do the swing first, or the bungee jump. Never having done either before in my life, I felt like the Bridge Swing would be the less stressful and scary of the two.
All I focused on was my breathing as the straps were being tightened around my waist. I could hear nothing around me as I inched my way to the edge of the platform.
