I have never been known for having a good memory. My older brother would get upset with me when he would start reminiscing about good ole days, and I couldn’t remember the slightest details. He can recall Christmases from when we were in diapers, road trips across the country, and what pizza toppings were on a pizza during a family movie night in 1996. Even if I exhaustively jog my memory, I come up with nothing.
My freshman year of college, I took Intro to Public Speaking. This was a required class, but I enjoyed it because it served as a sort of therapy for me. During this time in college, my parent’s had recently divorced and I was going through physical therapy for my ACL tear. It was a rough time for me to say the least, so I found solace in writing down and presenting my thoughts (I’m sure I was a wreck), but I remember one thing clearly:
In this class, I decided I was going to bungee jump at Victoria Falls.
Okay, let me back up a little.
One of my classmates was Zambian. She gave a speech about a fear that she overcame. That fear was bungee jumping from Victoria Falls Bridge. She described the fear, exhilaration, excitement, and adrenaline she experienced during her jump, and from that day on, I put bungee jumping at Victoria Falls on my bucket list.
In 2006, I had no clue where Zambia was even at. Let alone Victoria Falls. Was it in South America? Or an island off of Australia? As I told you before in a previous post, I’ve never been a traveller, so putting something on my bucket list was okay. I mean, if it happened it happened, and if not, it was a stretch goal after all.
In the years following college, I can’t say I actively devised a plan to achieve this bucket list item aside from pinning it on my Pinterest. When I moved to Namibia, I realized Victoria Falls wasn’t too far away.
So, last month I found myself in Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe and Zambia are neighboring countries) to run in Victoria Falls marathon (I only ran (walked/jogged) the 7.5k fun run). During my weekend, I realized, this was my opportunity to fulfil a dream over a decade in the making. As soon as I checked into Shoestrings Backpackers, I booked my ticket to jump at Shearwater Bungee in Victoria Falls.
On June 17, 2017, I was the 9th bungee jumper from Victoria Falls Bridge. All of the feelings my classmate described that day in 2006, were #allthefeels I experienced in my jump.
What bucket list items do you want to fulfil? Wanna bungee jump at Victoria Falls?
Come visit me! I don’t think I’ll jump again, but I’ll watch.