We are at a beach town in Thailand, with beaches and cliffs that are as beautiful as they are pristine. But instead of just enjoying the beach, I did something that I never did before; I went rock climbing. I liked it so much, I did it twice. I really liked it because it’s a good physical challenge. climbed on this cliff overlooking the ocean, and it could tower over the tallest tsunami, could dwarf the Burj Khalifa, nay EVEREST!!!The tallest climb that I did was about 90 feet, and another that was 80, but most of them at least 60 feet. The first couple ones were easy, lots of good handholds, but then my guide Sarut started giving me more difficult ones. There was one that I really liked, with a giant stalactite that I climbed around, and then I climbed up into an area with a couple bushes growing on the side of the cliff. There was another where I climbed over an overhang, and then one with handholds just big enough for my fingertips.
The one that was 80 feet tall was much harder than the 90-foot one. It was my fifth climb of the day and halfway up, exhaustion set in. I got so tired, I could barely hold on any longer, and told my belayer, Sarut, that I wanted to give up. He asked me if I was sure, and then I said no. He gave me a boost by pulling the rope, and it helped me get to a place with better handholds. About ten feet from the top, I felt like I was going to be , and again told him that I wanted to give up. He asked if I was sure, and again I told him no. He gave me another tug, and then I started climbing again until I reached the top. The view was breathtaking, although I couldn’t look down, out of fear of my glasses falling, or me seeing how high up I actually was!