Bungee jumping a snap decision
“3...2...1...BUNGEE!”
I heard the bungee jump instructor shout these words and I jumped off a perfectly stable platform to the ground 600 metres below.
I was in Monterrey, Mexico, where I travelled with three fellow film students. We were attending the city’s international film festival for six nights. Earlier in the week, Veronica asked if anyone wanted to go bungee jumping and I said I would.





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