"No Pete, I'm not going to skydive..." With the disappointment of 2 cancelled heli-hikes fresh in their minds Pete and Ang headed to Queenstown in search of another memorable activity. I’m not doing a skydive Ang stated as Pete dragged her into the adrenalin-junkie shop. Therefore Pete booked onto the 9,000ft skydive on his own with the intention of upgrading to 15,000ft on the day. Subtly enquiring how many places they had left on the trip, we found out there was only one more available space. Destiny please meet Angela, Angela meet destiny. Urgh/woohoo (?), the trip was booked for 9.30am the next morning. It was a slightly restless night’s sleep for Angela who, by morning, was definitely regretting her decision and stated she would not be jumping from higher than 9,000ft. Pete had not
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