This is a guest blog post by Mark Sherwood, who writes Travels With a Deaf Guy. Mark is currently taking a year off of his university studies to travel around the world.
Leaning out of an open plane door 10,000 feet above the sand dunes of the Namib Desert is an exhilarating experience. But even more exhilarating is the free-falling sensation as I jump out of the plane, towards the dunes and savannas.
This is what happened to me a few months ago in Namibia as part of my five-week safari. And as you may have guessed, I was skydiving for the first time in my life and I loved it.
Overcoming All Odds
Most people would have had a verbal warning precede their jump out of the plane. In my case, it probably came as well – I just didn’t hear it. I’m hard of hearing, although I usually prefer telling people that I’m deaf, since some people struggle to understand the term “hard of hearing.”
I usually wear two hearing aids which help me out quite a bit, but unfortunately, a few weeks before I went skydiving, one of them broke while I was out in a rainstorm in Koh Phangan, Thailand. As a result, during my time in Namibia and several other countries throughout the safari, I was more deaf than usual, adding up to several odd experiences – like the sudden realization that I couldn’t hear the verbal warning before I was pushed out of a plane.
Read the full story at Wild Junket Magazine