When my sister, Alicia, suggested we go Zip lining during our trip to Vegas my initial response was, “Hell no! I’m allergic to heights!” Followed by googling “how many people die per year Zip Lining?”
The more I thought about it, the more I talked myself into it. “How many chances will you get to do something like this?”… “If it was super dangerous it wouldn’t be so popular.”… “It would be great to write about.”
So I called Alicia, “Okay, let’s go zip lining.”
In the heart of Old Vegas is SlotZilla, a 12-story slot machine equipped with a zip line. There are two options for riders: the least expensive 77 ft. high zip line for $20, or the more expensive ride at 114ft. (roughly 10 stories according to their website) at $40 a ride.
Our second day in Vegas, I hopped in a taxi to downtown Freemont street to face my Godzilla, Slotzilla.
I walked into the store and purchased a bracelet to ride. Then I made the climb (yes climb… anything more than 3 stories is a climb) to the top of the starting ramp. I try to work out on a regular basis but I have to be honest, I was all but panting after the mini hike to the top.
The staff had me step into straps and helped get me all ready to go.
“Are you ready?”
I hesitantly nodded ‘yes’.
I stepped down from the platform and started to sail through the air. SNAP! One of the lines popped.
The remaining line rattled as I continued to zip through the air and felt like I was sliding faster and faster.
“Ma’am, calm down,” one of the workers yelled.
My life began to flash before my eyes as I waited for the second line to snap.
Every prayer I learned in church came to my mind.
“Please don’t let me die! Oh God, please.”
Then it happened right as I was about to reach the end platform…. SNAP!
…“Ma’am, are you ready?” the coordinator asked me a second time.
I took a deep breath and tried to shake the horrible image that just went through my mind.
I stepped off the platform as he instructed.
It was amazing! I never felt that feeling before. It’s difficult to express. I thought I would be shitting my pants, but I felt so free with the wind on my face, gliding through the air looking at everything going by beneath me. It was the most freeing experience I’ve ever had. It felt like an orgasm for my soul. With the sun shining on my face, I felt like a bald eagle: rare, powerful and free.
As I reached the end and allowed myself to swoop onto the ending platform, I was sad it was over. It was ironic, the entire walk up I just wanted it to be over… and now that it was, I wanted more!
If you ever get the chance, I highly recommend it. I plan to go again, only next time from a higher point (because now I feel like a badass).
The whole experience reminded me of one of my favorite quotes:
Face your fears!
Do it for love,
Have you ever done something that terrified you? How did it turn out?
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Edited by M.L. Scarbrough