to my right was the mountain

also nearly invisible because of the incredible growth of palms and trees and ferns and all sorts of exotic flora. Every now and then I would hear something to my right and look for my husband, who was a little behind me, and ask him,

“did you hear that?! i wonder what it could be”

I was a bit concerned but more excited than scared! Then all of a sudden something started rolling down the mountain. I heard leaves and the force of something barrelling towards me and, afraid, I jumped out of the way. To my left.

i kid not when i say there was nothing under my feet

My feet were like Fred Flintstone’s rolling to get the car moving. Somehow I threw myself to the right and was on solid ground again. Needless to say, my husband was shocked and … very, very angry. I mean, fuming. “What did you do?!!! How could you jump off the cliff?!!!” (keep reading, it gets better)

“umm, it was instinct, i don’t know”

“You almost died!” He was trying to convey his despair but the words had trouble coming out of his mouth. Then he took off. Walked past me and almost disappeared in front of me. I had to jog to not lose sight of him.