We arrived in Taupo in late afternoon and got to the iSite (information centre) just in time to book a skydive for the next day.
In the morning, we headed to the iSite and got told that it was too cloudy and to return in an hour. At 12.30 we went back and got told the same thing, it wasn't looking good. But, as the saying goes, it was third time lucky and at 2 o' clock we were sitting in a limo, on our way to the airport.
We got ushered through a door painted as the TARDIS, shown a film of someone's skydive and then got suited up. We met the guys we'd be jumping with and started our 'interviews' for our videos. After a quick photo session we climbed into the bright pink aeroplane and started the ascent up to 12,000 feet. The view from up there was incredible, we flew above the clouds and saw the peaks of two of the mountains of the national park and both the east and west coasts of the country. I was at the front, so was the first to jump. It was only when my guy opened the door of the aeroplane that I began to get really nervous. We stood at the edge and the next thing I saw was the plane circling overhead. It's the most amazing feeling in the world, falling through the sky. Although, it was a little hard to breathe and the force of the air makes your face really really cold. At about 5000 feet the parachute opened and we floated down, doing a couple of spins and taking in the view of Lake Taupo on the way. We landed and I watched Grace and Charlie come down. Grace's first words were "my hair!" which the photographer found hilarious. We watched our videos on the big screen and it's safe to say that none of us have attractive 'skydiving faces'.
After possibly the most amazing experience of our lives, we headed back and chilled out before heading out for the night. By the end of the night we'd acquired a bag of food from a guy we met, which should keep us going for the next few days! It turned out to be a pretty good night and in the morning, we headed straight off to Rotorua.