To jump out of an airplane and eat at McDonald’s were two of the things I mentioned when I was asked by my brother in-law what I plan to do once we are in the US. I never thought the former was possible as I just want wifey and Marcus to experience their first US trip–everything else would be a plus. Then budget was an issue and the more we got closer to the trip the more I learned that weather could be a factor. But as fate would have it, the skydive happened. On a fine Elk Grove day, my brother in-law jumped strapped to our own instructors.
This is the second time I have jumped out of the plane and maybe this wouldn’t be the last. Fingers crossed.
Mood: 2/10 Honks! (Inside an RV somewhere in San Francisco early in the morning.)