Paracaidismo in Cordoba Province

I have always wanted to sore, like large birds flying across the sky, which is why I went skydiving. And Phil wanted to defy his aerophobia (terrible fear of heights), which he did beautifully. We also said we wanted to do it about a month ago, so in a way we were following through on our word, even though, the day of, we seriously thought it was the craziest craziest craziest idea. Hanging your legs out of a plane, with the intention to jump, is absolutely insane. We jumped from 10,000 feet above the ground and enjoyed a freefall towards earth for 35 seconds!!

With our friend Lisa, from our Cordoba Hostel, we set out midday to meet our destiny in the sky. We had to wait all morning, and travel on a bus for two hours, so as you can imagine, we were thinking way too much about our decision. However, our friend, Marcel, an experienced jumper, calmed our nerves and explained to us the amazing safety precautions taken and the limited risk factors. So repeating his words in our heads, and the reassurance we received from our very competent skydiving guides, we suited up and headed for the sky. Phil and I were able to jump together, so the two of us, our two guides (attached to our backs), a camera man and our pilot, took off to find a good spot, with few clouds to jump. It wasn’t until the door on the side of the plane opened that my stomach went into my throat. And then all of a sudden, Phil was sitting on the edge of the plane, he blew me a kiss and said I love you, and was gone. One second he was there and then next he was lost in clouds. This was probably the scariest moment for me, and even retelling it makes my heart beat faster. The good thing was I didn’t have much time to think about, because a second later my guide hoisted me to the edge and we too, were gone into the clouds. We fell for 35 seconds through clouds and blue sky, and then the parachute was pulled and it was then I realized the immense adrenaline rush I just had and the complete relief I was now experiencing as I floated down to our beautiful Earth. We were in the foothills of the Andes, so the scenery couldn’t have been better. I could see for miles, mountains, lakes, rivers, farmland, and Phil’s parachute, twirling, safely to Earth. I held my arms out like wings for my descent, and enjoyed the peace and tranquillity of the sky. Phil had an excellent ride and landing, and was incredibly calm and thrilled all at the same time. He conquered his worst fear, and did it in amazing style. Although I had a rocking landing, a gust of wind hit just as we reached the ground, which resulted in both my guide and I rolling to a stop, I felt amazing. It was the most extreme thing we have done, and one that we will never forget, although it now feels like a dream.