Monday, November 07, 2005

Was it worth it?

Following with the theme for today, I will answer the question posed above. I thought long and hard about this mainly because I was trying to think of something that I've done that I could honestly answer, "No, it wasn't worth it." The first thing that came to mind happened on my vacation with Tim's family during August 2004. We were at Myrtle Beach in South Carolina and Valerie really wanted to take a ride on a banana boat. For those of you who don't know what this is, it is a bright yellow floatable raft that you straddle (approximately 6 people per boat) and that gets pulled at rapid speeds by a jet ski. Now to most of you, this might sound like a fun time, but not for me! I have always had a fear of getting swept out into the ocean and perhaps drowning. I can't imagine much worse!! As a side note, Tim and I just finished watching Titanic, so I've had drowning on my mind!! Anyway, back to the story...I finally agreed to take a ride on the banana boat with Tim and Val. It looked safe from a distance, but I was a little nervous. Valerie sat on one side and Tim and I on the other. I made him sit behind me so he could wrap his arms around me so I would not fall off. It probably wasn't the best thing that Val was the only weight to hold us down on the other side. Tim and I were definitely the heavy side of the banana boat! We were wearing life jackets, but that wasn't enough reassurance for me! The guy on the jet ski started out from land and kept getting faster and faster to where we would smack the waves and almost fly off the raft. Valerie was loving it and was screaming as if she were having the time of her life! I, however, was screaming for dear life!!!! My knuckles were white and I could barely hang on. Tim kept reassuring me, but he was laughing too! I was screaming, "Take me back! Take me back!" through my tears (yes, I felt a little childish but didn't care) and the "cool" jet ski guy didn't know what to do and was probably annoyed. After a few minutes of this, everyone gave in and we went back. Apparently, we were only out there for maybe five minutes (seemed like an eternity) and we had paid for fifteen!!! I felt so bad and was so embarrassed, but was absolutely terrified out there! I can honestly say that the ride on the banana boat was not worth the money or the adventure!! Never again!

3 comments:

Shayna Willis said...

I don't know if you've noticed, but you were tagged by Margie in the Weblog of love. Qucik! Pass it on . . .

Anonymous said...

I've lived a lot of years..and can honestly say that I've learned that facing fears is the best way of dealing with them....AND the only way to honestly know if you can deal with them! I can't do heights or closed spaces. During an MRI once they had to take me out twice before they could finish the exam because I kept freaking out. BUT, I did it! Do I want another MRI? NO - but I know I could survive it if I had to! Now, riding a banana boat is not a necessity - so, you're perfectly within your rights to say, "never again!" BUT, you DID get thru it! Just trying scary things sometimes helps us in future times when we're faced with seemingly insurmountable obstacles - just look back and say, "I survived the banana boat - I can do ANYTHING!" (hopefully you know that no one holds it against you that you were afraid - because we'd all be lying if we pretended that we weren't afraid of anything!!!! - we're all in this thing called "life" together - and I'm SO thankful that you had Tim to wrap his arms around you and protect you...and that he has YOU to do the same for him when he's struggling!)
kk

Anonymous said...

Disclaimer for those of you who have never ridden a bananna boat....It was a blast!!! Sorry you didn't enjoy it Jill.

~Val