Most adventurous? I’d have to say zip lining. It’s way, way outside my comfort zone (I’m terrified of heights). I spent the entire time shaking with adrenaline but I did it!
My DH and I also did a cave exploring thing years ago. It was a guided tour but at one point we were treading water, underground, with only the light from our head lamps. It was beautiful seeing stalagmites and stalactites but, as someone terribly afraid of the dark, it was also kinda horrifying. I’ve never been so glad to be back outside under the blistering sun.
I've led a pretty unadventurous life! I'm thinking about this, and I've really never done anything that gave me the willies.
I did leave engineering to move into a presales position. A big career shift for me - and I couldn't be happier. Even that wasn't much of an adventure, though - I've left all doors unlocked to go back if I want to.
You couldn't pay me to move somewhere new without friends or family. I read posts like yours, @Alex T, and I just marvel at the strength it takes to take that leap - and then not leave it up to fate but actively make it work. And it sounds like you've made a wonderful life
Shifting a career you've worked hard for is definitely a leap of faith! And it sounds like you've made a good decision with options being left open. When I left the UK it wasn't so much about strength for me at that time, but more of an out of body experience, if that makes sense? I just decided to go (I'd been on holiday there a couple of years before & knew it had a place in my heart) & once i'd made that decision, everything just sort of took on a life of it's own & just happened.
I got in touch with a recruitment agency there, had a couple of phone interviews, was offered a fabulous job & package, resigned from work, had a huge party, got on a plane & then cr@pped my pants! It was all very surreal at the time, but I had a ball. I suspect I would have made my life there if it wasn't for my dastardly ex, but I met my husband a year after coming home, so fate definitely played a part. We are planning to take the girls on a long holiday there in 2 years.
Your girls will be thrilled to see where mum grew up!!
I grew up in NZ and Australia - Wellington, then Auckland, then Brisbane, then Canberra - before my family moved to the US. The other half and I are hoping to go to NZ next year - I'm looking forward to seeing the places I called "home" again! Though from everything I've heard it's all changed so much now - I wonder if I'll even recognize them!
I laughed at your description of a surreal, out-of-body experience. Now that - wondering how on earth you're reacting calmly to something that you know you ought to be a wreck over - I can definitely relate to!
This is another easy one for me.The most adventurous thing I ever did was getting married as I never wanted to or at least that is what I felt at the time. I was very happy single and had no desire to tie myself down with one person for the rest of my life. I even had a boyfriend prior to Greg say to me the only way anyone was going to get me to the altar was kicking and screaming. LOL he knew me well. I had dated a number of wonderful men prior to my dh now and any of them good husband material but I just had zero desire to get married.
Took me a long time to reach the point I was comfortable with marrying the love of my life (Greg) and I could share stories...thank goodness he was super patient with me. And when we finally did get married I was like WTH took me so long?! Best decision I ever made but also the longest any decision ever took me lol.
The second most adventurous thing I ever did was traveling to Europe by myself at the age of 19 and spending the summer there. For sure the most adventurous thing I ever did (besides marrying Greg haha). First of all I am afraid of flying and I just sucked it up and did it and second of all I did it by myself. At a very young age. I was a young 19 not savvy like the 19 year olds today. It was between college and graduate school and I knew it was going to be the last time I could spend a summer away for a very long time. LOVED that trip so much and made lifelong friends with whom I still keep in touch. Canadian friends. It was a wonderful experience.
Told my hubby yes when he said we should get married one week after meeting him. It was love at first sight and I threw caution to the wind. After over 20 years of marriage I have no regrets.
Told my hubby yes when he said we should get married one week after meeting him. It was love at first sight and I threw caution to the wind. After over 20 years of marriage I have no regrets.
I don’t do adventure. I maybe eat burned toast every once in a while.
Have 2 sons
It's definitely not rated PG, so I'll hold my silence.
I went bungee jumping with off of a train bridge (illegal I presume) when I was in college. I was visiting a friend in Northern California who thought it would be a great way to show me the SF area! I would never recommend it to anyone. To this day, I still tell people how stupid I was to agree to it. $110 for 2 jumps, so I jumped twice!
It's definitely not rated PG, so I'll hold my silence.
Hahaha now I really want to know.
I've been on MANY adventures so it is hard to pick one as being the biggest, however there is one that really does stick out in my mind.
Back in 2007 when I was just 19 years old I did a tour with my band up and down the eastern seaboard of Australia, we organised the dates in a manner so we wouldn't drive past any locations, it was all in one big circlular round trip. But what we didn't take into account was accommodation; we figured that we would sort it out while at each location but we quickly realised we weren't hanging around for long after gigs as we would have long distances to travel, and motels for an entire band are really expensive.
So at first we were trying to organise somewhere to stay each night with friends etc however after four days it was getting difficult. So we ended up just pulling over at rest stops on the side of the road, rolling out our swags on the gravel and sleeping out in the open. I remember one night I found a big basalt boulder with a flat top and slept on that, under the stars in the middle of nowhere. We did that for a little over two weeks. Oh and during that three week period I think I showered three times, one of those times being the day before we got home.
I learned a lot about just how tough people can be and what I am willing to put up with; I realised that even with no bed, no shower and no toilet - I can put up with a lot more hardship than that.
A winner is a dreamer who never gives up.– Nelson Mandela
It’s not whether you get knocked down, it’s whether you get up.-Vince Lombardi
riding a roller coaster for now hehe
On June 26, 1927 the Coney Island Cyclone opened in Brooklyn. The iconic wooden coaster, located on the corner of Surf Avenue and West 10th Street, is one of the oldest functional amusement rides in the United States.