The next morning we took off on our first adventure – paragliding! I honestly thought that it was going to be like, jump off of a mountain or cliff with a parachute on your back which you use to steer and glide to the bottom, in a valley or something. Nope! Paragliding is actually running off of the side of a mountain and then going UP. We went so far up it was ridiculous! Into the clouds and above them. At one point I asked my pilot, Cristian, how much farther we would be going up and he said still more! We chatted a little bit in Spanish, about where we’re from and who we are. I found out that he had a little girl who would be 8 years old the next day. He takes her up all the time, the first of which when she was only three years old. Cristian had been paragliding for 14 years, nearly every single day, and had never had an incident (real life foreshadowing).
There are better places to be chili than on a crappy overnight bus!