Our grand, end-of-trip adventure. We were 150 feet up, on the roof of the jungle.
I (Aiyana) was a little nervous that a great friendship and business partnership was at stake (this was my idea, after all… and Michelle is afraid of heights… and I neglected to tell her about all of the skywalks and rail-less platforms). But all ended well, with nary a fall nor vomit in sight.
Although Michelle just confessed to me that looking at these pictures is making her nauseous right now.