I have returned to Cusco after two years and this time I have decided to do bungee jumping...... At the 3rd tallest spot in the world... What was I thinking.....? I want to mention here that...... I am afraid of heights and I have acrophobia!

The only way to do that is to meditate. There's no other way. I feel like the Tarot card "the Madman" or the "Hanged"... I want to see the world upside down "Leap of Faith"... Nothing will happen to me. I trust in me. I am at an altitude of over 3,000 meters-3 339 in fact. Breathing is difficult and the weather is bad. When I arrive at the point, I realize that an "elevator" hanging from some cables over the Andes will take me another 122 meters above.

In the elevator, I focus to the offspring of the Incas going up with me. I speak nervously... I'm actually just being full of crap and trying to play it cool. The elevator stops. My gaze changes center and focus. I get dizzy and I'm ready to tell him I've changed my mind.

"Let’s talk about it," I'm chanting.

"There's no such thing," he says.

"It's NOW or NEVER".

AND I JUMPED!!!