are you familiar with my tendency to build things up? so much so that the actual event is typically a disappointment? is it a blessing or a curse? lately, i’ve been sure that the answer to that last question is curse.
until..
TUBING.
for the dozens of let downs, it only takes one adventure that is as good as better than you imagined to change the answer to blessing (emphatic). it helps if a miracle occurs during the adventure. (are you excited? multiply by infinity and you might be able to imagine how i felt as i picked my barefoot way over the rocks, tube in hand, river in my sights, anticipation in my heart.)
let’s begin. rent your tubes from the best customer service representative you can imagine.
she even takes fabulous photos (see below). i should have known this would be spectacular when i saw the destination on the bus: TUBE CITY.
surprise! pictured above: the bus that picked us up (i didn’t think it was in working order) at the end of the ride. not quite sure the one below would have done the trick.
my tube mates might not have known this since i was about a mile ahead of them, but as i rounded this bend i may have channeled pocahontas.
85 and sunny. perfect tubing weather.
oh, hey slow pokes
thought my bath toy (remember?) might like a bigger swimming area. while i attempted to navigate us through some rapids, guess who escaped?
it was a tubing tragedy. UNTIL. 30 minutes (and a couple of rapids) later, when we met up with another group. and GUESS WHO THEY FOUND. my toy! miracles. they do happen.
limbo!
tubing. it’ll make you so happy, you’ll radiate.
i informed these ladies that this river is known for piranha attacks, so they kept a lookout.
before the piranha attack:
after: too gory to picture.
JUST KIDDING. we all made it out alive even if missing a limb or two (gotcha again).
this experience ended, magically, under a sky littered with hundreds of dragonflies. in conclusion, on a scale of 1-10, tubing: 20/10. DO IT.
