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 Parasailing It all started in Turkey; my father was signing my brothers and me for a session of parasailing. We got into a speed boat and as we sped away the water stung as it hit my skin. It was spine-chilling. I liked it the way I like the flu! Soon my back was singed; we had been waiting forty-five minutes under a boiling sun. On my turn I got onto the launch pad then I was whisked away. Under me I could see serpent like mist. I thought they were like dragons agilely and swiftly darting through fish. The sun above me was glaring at everything looking majestic in the sky. The people were like bugs swimming a few inches per minute. When I got down, the launch pad was practically on fire. It was an amazing experience soaring in the wind it felt extra-ordinary. Article posted January 11, 2009 at 05:54 AM • comment (2) • Reads 2772 • see all articles |
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