It was not a long time ago that I was being too startled with my surrounding. I feel the fear conquered my inside. It was not about the world, yet it was about the things that happened around the world, in my atmosphere that I used to lived, terrified tragedy reported every day. Thus causing me to limit myself in my own home, until that one day, my buddies shared their stories about their travel memories and that was when I used to opened my eyes, trying to thrown all the negativity that I planted inside for years.
I remembered it was on Friday, December 19th time I forced myself to ask my parents that I want to go to Sapi Island with my two other friends. Suddenly, that grumpy expression appeared on their faces. I felt guilty at first but that does not make my spirit to bend. I continued my plan by asking dad to drive me to the Jesselton Point. I knew at that moment, dad was mad at me too, when he said he was not going to pick me up after the island trip. So that means I have to use to public transport that I had never used before. I just nodded my head, hiding all the fear I had in me.
I met my friends there and we bought the boat tickets together, since it was my first time, I felt excited in whatever that we done. After spending about 30 minutes on the boat, we then arrived at the island. I decided to go for parasailing with one of my friends while the other one preferred to snorkel around.
About two hours before noon, we reached the parasailing site. It was located not too far from the island, yet able to make the people on the island look small. I felt like we were in the middle of the ocean, the color was dark, a very dark navy blue.
After 15 minutes of waiting, it was finally our turn. The boat guide helped us with the parachute, after he make sure everything was safe, he then pushed the automatic machine that will released the anchor rope slowly until we reached the maximum height. At that time, I felt myself flying. Like I could touched the sky where my feet were no more on the ground. I throw my sight onto the ocean’s floor. It was deep, too deep that I can’t even see its base. Too wide and I don’t even know where the end was. I pondered beneath the blue yonder. There was a lot more that I haven’t saw in this world. Flying up high on the sky that day really soothed up my mind and made me realize that I need to join the dauntless, opening the world’s treasure box.
Right after the trip, when I reached home, the first thing I did was, to open up the travel guide website and look for a beginner’s travel guide. Deep down inside me, I promised myself not to be trapped in my own anxiety anymore.
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What an extreme experience. I wish I could do this but I am afraid of heights.
Thanks for the great post.
Aijika