My favourite photograph is of me doing a bungee jump; it evokes memories from one of the best times of my life, when I visited Australia.
Enroute to Australia, we stopped over in Hong Kong. I detested Hong Kong. It was dull, uninteresting and smoggy; the food was disgusting, not like the Chinese food here, and the people were not to welcoming.
But what a change in Australia, it was the total opposite. Our first Australian destination was Cairns, which is in Northern Queens land, near the Great Barrier Reef.
It was stunning beyond words. There was the rainforests and gorgeous beaches and the people were charming, it was so beautiful you can’t portray it without seeing it.
One day we went into the rainforest, there seemed to be masses of unusual noises to pay attention to, from bugs to birds and allsorts of other wildlife. There were numerous different types of plant life, dozens of towering trees casting shadows over each person who walks in their path.
The lengthy wooden boardwalks people walk along, take you deep into the forests, deep into the mysterious unknown. The huge canvas leaves were like natural umbrella shades protecting everyone from the powerful scolding sun. It was astonishing
One of the other striking places was the beach; Cape Tribulation is the one that sticks in mind. It is were the rainforest meets the Great Barrier Reef. It is like two incredible world heritage sites driven into one. As you walk along the beach, the warm golden sand sinks between your toes, keeping them contentedly warm, the relaxing sensation floods your body, it’s paradise. Looking to one side there is the rippling blue sea, and to the other side there is a mass of lush green trees, it’s like no where I’ve ever been before.
I also visited Sydney and all the superb sites there, and Singapore, which I have to say, is a big improvement to Hong Kong, better food, nicer people, and more enjoyable activities.
These are some of my remarkable memories, but the big one for me is without a doubt, is when I did my bungee jump in the middle of the rainforest. Every time I glance at that image, the one of me soaring through the air, I can’t help smiling. Just remembering feeling so free and on top of the world, I felt like I was flying through the air, free falling, like I was plummeting into eternity. Amazing.
But before I did it, it was a totally different story. I walked up countless shiny metal steps, in the heat, onto a platform. They tied my feet together and the safety equipment was attached to me, I walked onto the out stretched platform and looked down…
I was above the trees; I was peering down onto a pond, which seemed infinity away. My mum and all the other spectators were like little dots down below. I could make out my mum because she was the only red dot down there. I stood there anxiously for what seemed like a lifetime, but it was only a couple of minutes. The fear I experienced was so intense; I felt like if I jumped, I would die. I was hyperventilating, my hands were trembling and I was sweating because I was petrified.
But I couldn’t back out now or I would regret it forever, so the bungee organiser pushed me off.
As soon as my feet had left the ground all the bad feelings had evaporated. I was like a bullet, shooting through the air, I was going so fast my cheeks were being sucked backwards. When the rope was stretched as far as it could, I was flung back upwards. After bouncing a couple of times, I just hung there in the air, like a corpse who had just hung him self. It was so peaceful. My body wouldn’t move, I was upside down.
I was gently lowered downwards into a boat, which was waiting for me on the pond. The man carefully took off my equipment and took me to the sidewalk.
I was buzzing with adrenaline; I ran to my mum and flung my arms around her crying with happiness and triumph. Then when I turned around I noticed lots of Chinese people smiling at me and nodding their heads with their eyebrows raised, it was as if they were saying well done. I was so proud.
All I wanted to do was jump once more, but I didn’t have enough money. But I still had my memories and my favourite photographs.
Unfortunately, after Singapore I had to fly to Britain and not back to Australia. Although I was delighted to see my friends and family again, and I had the chance to share all my happy memories and photographs with them.
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