Chihuahua, Mexico – “Are you sure about this?”
“No. Are you?”
“But, we’re gonna do it?”
Five days into our trip and we were echoing the words we had said to each other as my dad dropped us off at SFO to catch our flight to Chihuahua, Mexico.
This time we were strapped into harnesses on the ridge of a canyon that we were about to fly across on zip lines.