Yesterday the family convinced me to go indoor sky diving.
Having never had any interest in jumping out of a perfectly good plane doing it indoors was never on the radar.
After Nicole and all the kids had their go and were spot on and looked as if they had done a million "jumps" I had my turn.
Well I did it but I think I looked like the plane coming back home at the end of Memphis belle, not pretty but I made it
Heaps of fun and apparently little Zac has us all lined up for another visit.
Only bad thing is the three hour each trip to Sydney's west from home
Bart