It was fun for me to pop into the Kalimari Desert track on 50cc, even long after I mastered the higher classes, just so I could drive around and wonder where that train really went to, what that
rock tower off in the distance really looked like.
Not exact matches
Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping
off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and
off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller - coasters, log flumes, or anything called «Hell Drop,» «
Tower of Torture,» or «The Death Spiral
Rock «N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,» and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.
And then last week, while we were on vacation in Maine, I watched Laurel tackle three challenges for the first time: she jumped
off a jetty intro frigid water, scaled a
rock wall (almost to the very top... her burning forearms were the only reason she didn't keep climbing), and maneuvered a
towering, three - story rope obstacle course, including a zip line from the third story.
Too easy — Although we enjoyed the
tower defense mechanisms we found them to be less than important when trying to fend
off the opponent's
rock.
Towering above the Andaman Sea, a
rock climber muscles her way up one of the impenetrable limestone cliffs that cut Railay
off from the rest of Krabi province.
Why would you want to attach a rubber band around your ankles and be pushed
off a seriously high
tower and plunge face first down a canyon to the river full of
rocks below?