I was in the beautiful city of Montreux, Switzerland for a few days with my family for the summer holidays. While there I decided to walk off the top of a mountain while hoping the pilot of the paraglider knew what he was doing.
I was never one keen on roller coaster rides and my reaction to heights can be quite variable; but for some reason I felt the need to fly. I felt the need to be free and to have an out of body experience. It was going to be either a make or break situation; one which would help me in future I am sure.
There was a paragliding event going on that day and the airspace was closed. But as luck would have it, Fabian (the pilot) cancelled all his other bookings except for mine.
At the summit of the mountain, 2000 metres high
It turned out to be a truly exhilarating experience that I did not want to end. The views were so mind blowing that I did not have time to focus on the countless things that could have wrong. I smiled and laughed so much my cheeks began to hurt. I felt so buzzed during and after the flight. I felt proud of myself that I have concqured yet another fear.