

Queenstown, New Zealand
Skydiving day. Feeling hungover so not great preparation. I know what I'll do to settle my stomach. Have a bottle of coke and two sausage and egg McMuffins, what a fool. The windy road to the jump site didn't help either really. The worry of chundering mid jump kind of took over the fear factor. My Tandem Master (what a great title, despite the fact he looked like a skydiving tramp) was Rob. He had jumped all over the world for over 30 years and said it was his f...