Out in to nothin'.

I think prior to Sunday the scariest thing I've ever done in my life is ride a donkey down the side of a volcanic island in Greece. I really thought that donkey was going to kill me. He was stumbling down the trail, slipping here and there, smashing me into walls, etc. When we made it to the bottom, I didn't stop shaking for like 2 hours. It was terrifying.

On Sunday I went skydiving.

Riding a donkey is still the scariest thing I've ever done.

Oh, you know what? It turns out I don't feel like writing about skydiving after all. False inspiration; my bad.