Not sure if it’s the “craziest thing I’ve ever done”, but last november I jumped from the Blaukransbrug in South Africa. The tallest bungee jump from a bridge in the world, which no one who knows me ever expected me to ever do.
I was on a holiday there, a singles-trip with strangers. A great time, great people, and seen a lot of amazing things, and at one point one in our group suggested we do this. Not everyone wanted to but with a couple others I thought, why not? If I ever have to do it why not here at the tallest one and be done with it.
I have to say, it was very exciting, but I don’t need to do it again. The scariest part is standing on the edge of the bridge, toes over the edge, looking down into a 220 meter deep abyss. You’re having an inner conflict between your survival instinct and your knowledge of how bungee jumping works. During the free fall your life flashes before your eyes and as the ground gets ever closer you think, why on Earth was I stupid enough to jump off a bridge? But then after something that feels like forever but actually lasted mere seconds you feel you’re getting grabbed by the rope, and all fear immediately vanishes. You sway for a bit until you’re just hanging there upside down, waiting for some guy to come down to hoist you back up to the bridge.







