Wanting to
test our recently engaged relationship credentials (and of course try one of
the best things to do in Nepal), we decided on the tandem rope swing. Before
long, we were harnessed up and making idle chit chat amongst ourselves, trying
to divert our minds to the impending end of our life.
As the
moment drew closer, we both trembled with fear, while Mim searched for any
which way to escape her harness and run off the bridge. She couldn’t, and we
were summonsed to the ledge to begin our countdown. Fuck...
3, 2, 1….
JUMP.
We jumped.
(to be continued)
