the day I jumped off a cliff

Some of you have already heard this story, and I've been trying to keep my blog in chronological order, but I cannot resist.

Two days ago I went down to visit a friend on the peninsula south of Melbourne. We went out to a beach with rock pools and such - very scenic.



 

  

Anyways, there was this massive rock that everybody was jumping off of into the natural pool below. They were having a great time, but I was dead set on not doing it. The guys I was with all jumped off, but I know myself. I'm always the person who breaks her leg doing something seemingly easy and fun. (Some day I'll tell you the story of an ill-fated keg stand)
Eventually, some girls with our group decide they want to climb up and jump off one of the shorter ledges, so I agree. But once we get up to the top (you had to go up and over to get to the lower jumps), I figured, why not just do the big jump?



yeah, that's me at the top. Beautiful, right?

 
Here's my jump. It's all fun and games until you hit the water


yeah, that's my bruise. It looks even more beautiful now, 2 days later!
So, that's my story. I figured it's one of those things you've got to do when you're in another country, right? I dunno. It wasn't really that fun - actually kind of terrifying. I kept thinking - when will I hit the water? This is taking forever!

More posts to come soon with pictures from the rest of my stay in Sydney. Melbourne is treating me well so far (except for the bruise), and if I get a job here I might stay. Not sure, though.

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