Cliff Jump!

While we were on our two day kayaking trip in Nkhata Bay (northern Malawi), Khumbu showed us a place that we could cliff jump.

I said "No" right off the bat because I have this irrational fear that if I jump off a high object into water that I'll somehow forget how to swim. But after I watched Whitney jump (and proclaim its awesomeness), I started to feel embarrassed about being so afraid and I knew that I would regret not jumping. So I walked up to the edge, almost chickened out again, counted down Five, Four, Three, Two, One, and I jumped (and screamed).

I did it!

I didn't forget to swim, I didn't dash my head against any rocks, I didn't have any swimsuit malfunctions, and it was super fun.

It was the first time I'd ever done anything like that, and I was so proud of myself. Then I kayaked past the cliff the next day, and it looked so small compared to the monster cliff that I had envisioned jumping off of in my head. I thought "How was I afraid to jump off that tiny thing?"

Funny how that works.