White Men Can't Jump

Well well then...we spent 3 days in Taupo waiting to sky dive but unfortunately the weather wasn't on our side this time. It was quite frustrating because I was feeling mega adventurous and Angelina-like so we kept making appointments all throught the day but if it wasn't the cloud it was the wind stopping us from jumping out of a plane.
The lady at the hostel quite wrightly pointed out that the rain could collapse the parachute and that's why they don't go out - that shut me up!!!
Sooooo off we went to Auckland feeling dissapointed that the 2 things I wanted to do the most haven't happenned (couldn;t dive the barrier reef or sky dive because of the weather!!!!).
When we got to Auckland I discovered an amazing adrenaline alternative, a base jump 192meters high off a building and it REALLY appealed to me. You're not tied by the feet like a bungy, instead you are in a harness that's on your chest and you go down at a controlled (but still terrifying) speed of 80 kph, enough to see people, cars and concrete as you plummet. And high enough to go one better than Chris (Heeheee).
But...unfortunately...I had too many wines with my brazilian diner the night before and was too hangover to get up at 6.30am and squeeze it in before our flight to Tahiti.
So now I feel pumped and ready to do something stupid but with no safe options. But we loved NZ sooooo much that this just gives us a few excuses to go back, so sooner or later...white men WILL jump!!!!

Sam