When it comes time to celebrate yet another successful revolution around the sun survived, I like to do things that might instinctively run contrary to that continuous survival, like jumping off of tall buildings while strapped into a rather minimal-seeming-is-this-really-safe-I-mean-how-is-this-even-legal-harness. Many moons ago, I celebrated a birthday by jumping off of the Stratosphere tower and braving their Sky Jump, so it seemed only appropriate to carry on this tradition by jumping off yet another tall building in the city of Las Vegas! For this round, we went to the Rio for their Voodoo Zipline. There also happened to be a Groupon available at the time that let us do the ride and purchase the video package at a pretty good discount, so there were even fewer excuses available to try to justify a way out at the last minute. On the day of, we were concerned about the wind levels, but to our surprise, the ride was still going and seats were available, so it was time to bite the bullet and go for it!
The ride itself is pretty short, but leading up to it you get some spectacular views of the Las Vegas strip to enjoy. I squeezed in as many photos as I comfortably could before we were being beckoned onward, either to get in line for our date with destiny or escorted towards the elevators to go back to the hotel. We were a bit disappointed by not getting a chance to see our ride photos, as a group of girls who'd missed their own viewing chance decided to just go ahead and jump in front of us in line. We decided to try to take some photos while we waited, but then a ride hostess was by our side politely-yet-firmly informing us we needed to keep moving. A shame, I guess...if I had wanted to be brattier, or more assertive, we probably could have done the same as the girls who cut us and commandeered a chance at viewing the photos, but I didn't want to keep that shit-cycle rolling. It's a domino effect, you see? Because we were inconvenienced by their lack of consideration, we would have had to inconvenience others, and it just wasn't worth it to us to further perpetuate that nonsense. We mosied onward and went on to have an excellent meal at Ichiza just up the road. While it might seem a bit of complaining snuck in here, because seriously, fuck those girls, I really had an enjoyable time riding the barely-secured seats of the zip line and I'm glad we went!
Be brave my little ducklings!
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XOXO,
NAU
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