skydive gran canaria

The same day Stephen and I ran our first half marathon, we also went skydiving, with Skydive Gran Canaria. Because you know, one big new life experience wasn't enough for one day. It was gut-droppingly terrifying to dangle out the side of a plane, regardless of how many hundreds of times the instructor (to whom I was quite securely strapped) had done so before, but ultimately so, so cool. And discovering from the pictures afterwards that Stephen's upper lip had acted as a parachute of its very own made the whole thing that much better.