February 11, 2007


I've been reading about the Skywalk they've been building over the Grand Canyon for awhile now. Take a look at this picture, now that it's completed.

I am terrified of heights. You couldn't pay me to go on this thing, and I couldn't watch anyone else go on it either. I am the family joke (for many reasons) because I'm scared of escalators. We were at a mall yesterday - I'm almost as afraid of malls as I am of heights - and every time I have to go on an escalator, two people grab my hands to help. I wobble like crazy. The kids learned a long time ago I'm not hanging on for their safety, but my own. They snigger.

I've been to the top of the CN Tower, but I didn't look. We used to go cliff jumping at the cottage when I was a kid ("no, Dad, of course we don't do that!") and one time I sat at the top of the 40 foot jump for 6 hours. The only way down was to jump. It was getting dark. I finally jumped.

My son and I were comparing life goals the other day. He said his is to go bungy jumping. I said mine was to own a copy of the Oxford English Dictionary. He thought I was kidding. I wasn't.

Pretty much sums it up.


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