The Flying Turquoise Twins

Several years ago my friend Amy and I decided that we needed to stop just meeting for drinks and dinner and to start seeking out adventure.  That's not to say we've stopped eating and enjoying the occasional cocktail, but we've tried to liven it up with some unusual undertakings.  After making this resolution of sorts, Amy conceived of our first adventure (just the beginning of many)...a morning of trapeze school at a place in Austin.  Little did I know that a few hours flying through the air would reignite my carnie spirit!

So the morning began with a good laugh when I picked up Amy and we were dressed in identical turquoise shirts and black pants, thus becoming known as the Flying Turquoise Twins.  We swear we didn't plan it.  Seriously, we didn't.

What did I learn in school you ask?  Flying through the air was incredibly freeing.  Trust me, I was not automatically a Flying Karamazov Brother.  After I got the courage to climb the ladder the first time, it took some serious convincing for me to jump off the platform.  The instructor kept saying, "On the count of three, jump!"  I heard him count to three, but my feet simply would not budge.  Finally, on the third round of counting to three, I took a deep breath and stepped off the platform.  The rest is history.  I'm proud to say I even accomplished the "catch" on my first try!

As it turns out, we enjoyed trapeze school so much that we have been 3 times.  I'm hoping my arm will be strong enough later this year for a 4th round.  I've even roped my husband and niece into trying it.  And the good news is that, if this lawyering thing doesn't work out, I might just have a career in the circus after all.  While I would certainly avoid the clown department at all costs, I think I would be just fine flying through the air for the matinee performance.  Plus, I love a good sequin and trapeze costumes are covered in them!