Days 8 and 9
So nothing really Earth shattering happened on our free day. I hiked up to some waterfall and almost passed out just walking up the road and I do mean UP. Once up there it was very pretty and worth the almost loss of life. We did have a hike leader....guess who?!?!? We were all breathing heavily...because of the altitude...and she said, "oh this doesn't bother me!!" and practically took off sprinting up the hill...funny because she has "slight" asthma and had to use her inhaler the other day.
Yesterday, was a VERY interesting day. We went to see another waterfall and it's rock structure, which was interesting. As the sign said, "An uplifting experience." Again, everything we've done has include being high off the ground, yesterday was no exception. We hiked along a path until we came along some metal grating...used for the ground...i got sweaty palms and almost couldn't move couldn't look down...but i did. Once I saw there were steps, katy bar the door...i took off sprinting down them to get to solid ground. I didn't kiss it, but I wanted to. Then we had to hike up to the "high bridge." Good name because the bridge was really high...didn't walk across...got the idea from the solid ground next to it.
After that we went back to town and learned how to use a fancy compass, which was ok, but it was hard. Here's where the drama started. We were in partners and of course mine was Topper, we had to measure different body parts...not those...to use a measures if we didn't have precise tools in the field. Long story short, my wingspan doesn't match my height...which is ok...it's not a rule that your wingspan and height match...mine was 3 inches shorter than my height...i've got little bitty arms...Topper had asked me how tall I was...told her 5'9...been that since who knows how long...she measured me and it came up to 5'8 and three quarters...she said in a condescending voice, "well you're only 5'8. she just has to be the best and at every dang thing...even height...give me a freaking break. i measure her and her wingspan came up 5 inches shorter than her height...karma!!! she starts telling another lady...in a condescending voice that basically it didn't make sense for her's not to work...as she was standing there with her arms spread staring at us wanting someone to agree with her...i said,"if you think i measured wrong, get someone else to measure it!!!!" "oh i didn't say that!" like hell you didn't, you bring it up, stand there looking like an idiot...you said it all right!! Well come to find out, there are several frustrated with good old Topper. Last night she didn't speak to anyone. I wish I could bottle her up and put her on display somewhere so others could experience her. oh well!! in a perfect world, maybe.