Three, different spots where I was bleeding. Two, very bashed up shins. One, crazy family hurtling down rapids. and Zero, pictures to prove it. As you may of guessed we went tubing. Lots of bruises. Lots of screams. Lots of spills. It was scary, and yet we survived and still managed to have fun. At first I didn't think it would be that fun.(stupid of me) Then I got tossed off my tube, bruised my but, scraped my shins, and was nearly drowned. Then I thought it was fun. Why? Because its exhilarating when you're so close to you're brains being bashed out while you clutch the edge of you're tube for over an hour, flying past razor sharp rocks threatening you're very existence! It's awesome. I wore a helmet and I'm thankful for it, because there are spots, where you go under, and you come up without a tube, in the middle of the rapids. The river is very cold, and even in the tropics you're lips can turn blue. Other than that, my day was uneventful : )
Brodie
Saturday, August 25, 2007
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sounds like a blast. dont kill yourself yet though. you must be alive when i come visit! ;)
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