The idea is to walk/run down the hill -- to remain standing in your wet zorb as it goes down the hill. You get a free T-shirt if you accomplish this (something only a handful of people who aren't zorb staff have done). My zorb experience is pretty standard -- I get about two or three steps in, then I'm down, sliding around the inside of the zorb as it bounces down the hill. I can't recall exactly how it happened, but during my brief ride, I slid down front first, back first, forwards, backwards, and sideways. At the bottom, they ask you to leave the zorb feet-first. I come out soggy (although not as soggy as the day before) and smiling.
The nice men at the Zorb place held my camera and snapped a few pics. I've been updating the journal while waiting to see if my film developed, or if it got killed by the x-ray machine at Nadi. I picked up the film, and all the pictures came out.
The zorb guys took a shot of me coming out of the zorb -- since you leave feet first, it's basically a close-up of my legs and shorts. Let's just say the photo convinced me I made the right decision panties-wise. :)
And that, dear readers, is pretty much it. In about a half hour, I catch a shuttle for my flight back to Auckland, where I meet up with my suitcase and repack it -- and very early tomorrow morning I'm off to L.A., via Melbourne. I'll be back Monday morning. Damn, this has been fun.
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This was fun reading, too. You should have heard me laughing.
I kept waiting to read the part about it being a bad choice to wear only the t-shirt, though. Heh, heh, heh.
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