I got back from the 4th year trip last night. It was amazing...I guess that's the only way to put it. There were parts that were really fun but a lot of it was more challenging-ly enjoyable than just fun.
First we had a five hour car ride (or in my case, bus ride) which was just that: a bus ride. I don't really have anything else to say about it. Once we got there, the girls in my bus got to sleep in the really nice cabin while everyone else slept in bunk beds. It was nice to get some sleep because if I were in a room with 15 other people I would have stayed up a lot later.
Anyway, after a pretty good lunch (some people complained about the lack of steak...we all have our preferences:)), we went to the ropes course.
One of the first things that the guide said as an introduction to the next two days was about "comfort bubbles/zones". She asked us to try to really expand our bubbles. I think mine definitely grew...maybe even doubled...during this trip.
I am not good with heights. I started on the ropes course at the easiest one. It was a cable stretched out between two trees...maybe a story high? with a rope about three feet above it to hold on to. You just had to shuffle across...you even had a harness! But I took one look down and felt like I was about to cry. I did it though! I'm really proud of myself there. I got across and shouted "Booyah, Grandma" like the guides told us to. I even did another "rig" where you walked on something that looked a lot like a bridge but it was 1. high off the ground 2. wobbly 3. there was a gap that you had to jump over. I was holding my "harness-rope" for dear life.
After that, we got to go swimming...in a lake. I have an extremely irrational fear of large bodies of water where I can't see the bottom, but I stretched out my bubble even more by swimming! Only downside--I smelled like lake water even after a shower. :)
After a spider the size of a half-dollar coin (no joke.) and bear inside, we went sleep...and got up the next day for an hour ride (I slept through most of it..mostly because I stole Sydney's pillow) to get to the rafting place.
I have, like I said, always had the irrational fear of great, natural bodies of water. It didn't help when the guides showed us a video of what to do if you fell out of the raft. The worst part was "If you do this, it could be fatal, don't do this or you'll die"..etc. About then I started to REALLY freak out. I guess because I had sat out on things like this and felt like I had missed a lot. So I went. With one complete meltdown behind me, I had tons of fun on the rapids. It was amazing. I am so glad that I did that. Thank you so much, Toni, Matthew, and Rachel for making this happen!!!!!!!!!!!
No regrets.
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