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“I was the coward of the group… and my friends would indeed understand if I wouldn’t take the jump. And I understand them for thinking so.”

There are three of us. Three crazy fearless- my imagination actually of being fearless- Italian friends who would like to feel how superman feels when he soar down in a very fast pace from the top of the building; so we decided to experience sky diving. To add challenge to the experience we bet on whoever will get cold feet will pay for our Spanish holiday.

Our next problem was where to take this momentous event.  So we brainstorm on the place and decided to take our very first sky dive jump in Spain. Well, I actually convinced them to choose Spain over any other destination. One, for I got friends who are Sky diving instructors and great bunch of professional and good instructors too.

So it was understood that I would be the last to take my dive. So my friends took their flight and to my surprise they came back still in the plane and for the first time they lost guts.

And it was my turn to view the Spanish land in the aircraft. With confidence and calm I strut toward the plane. And to the surprise and unbelief of everyone I dive from plane amid cheers that I could not hear from the land.

Yes, I jump my first Tandem skydive in Spanish land. I outwitted my friends in diving attached to a professional diver which actually take the load off your shoulder of pushing yourself out of the plane.

Sometimes, intelligence outweighs brainless courage. I celebrated my first jump in Spanish night bars in the middle of noisy friends who was shocked. Cheers to my first jump and a free stay in the Spanish land.