I mentioned a few weeks ago that I was going to conquer the ropes course at the Mall of America. And conquer it I did.
It was extremely difficult to get photographic proof, since they make you lock up your belongings before you can get the harness, and (if you want to take the slide at least) they make you take off your harness before you can get your belongings. So this is what I have to settle for:
Rest assured, this photo was taken (by a helpful stranger) inside the compound for the The Flying Dutchman Ropes Course. This was also taken after the whole thing was finished, because I’m pretty sure if it had been taken before hand, I wouldn’t have been nearly as smiley.
I was drugged–make no mistake about that–but I was still nervous. Much like my adventure to the 4th floor, I was still emotionally nervous, but the physical symptoms were for the most part gone. There was still a mind over matter fight, but the fight was a lot more evenly matched.
I’m pretty sure the first obstacle I had to cross I asked my buddy 1.0 “What the hell was I thinking?”. If you’re wondering why I was asking myself that, here is the official video for the attraction.
Some of the obstacles I really had no trouble with. And the more I did, the fewer I had trouble with. By the time we made it to the 4th level, the ones I skipped on the 1st level didn’t seem so intimidating. We went over the course twice, and I made a point to hit most of the obstacles I’d skipped.
I started the adventure by telling 1.0 I’d go across something after I watched her do it. But pretty quickly in I decided to screw that and make myself take the open paths. I’m really glad that I did. This will go down as one of the things I’m really glad I made myself do.
To everyone that’s said “Let’s do this together!” I assure you, I will do this again. If you want to go, name the time and I’ll be there (unless I’m, you know, at work, or something equally pressing). I have one more major obstacle I need to conquer, so the Flying Dutchman hasn’t seen the last of me.