The United States did not give Yunluo as strong an impression as Egypt, Tibet, and India, but it was a kaleidoscope, allowing Yunluo to fully experience the charm and feelings of different styles here even if he only visited it for a month and a half, such as the dusk and night of Manhattan on the top of the Empire State Building, and the memories of the deeds of the ancestors at the National Mall in Washington.

Yellowstone's geothermal resources and the wonders of the canyon waterfalls, the Godlight in Antelope Canyon, the cowboy hat and tight hips of the Texas girl, the sunset in Monument Valley and the sunrise in the Grand Canyon.

The bright sunshine and clear blue waters of California Highway 1, the extravagance of Las Vegas, the picturesque autumn colors of Grand Teton, the Albuquerque Hot Air Balloon Festival, the dangerous temptation of the cliffs of Horseshoe Bend, and the memories of the road along Highway 66.

This skydiving was also a coincidence. I originally planned to go to New Zealand next year, and then go to Seville to complete the DIY skydiving. But who can guarantee that it will happen next year? Live in the present, right? So it's better to do it now than to wait for a day. I also caught up with some recent changes, and I felt a little depressed and pessimistic, and I felt that I needed to vent.

I have never bungee jumped or tried paragliding before, so this time I felt like I was getting straight to the point without any foreplay.

It would be a lie to say that there was no fear at all, but at this moment the adventurous blood began to boil, and the excitement and anticipation far outweighed the fear. What's more, although Yunluo was afraid of heights, this height was far beyond the height that Yunluo feared, so it didn't matter.

Shang Chao, who was traveling with Yun Luo, had a serious expression on his face, perhaps a little nervous. Later, he said that he was quite scared when he was about to jump out of the cabin, because then he realized, "This is skydiving!" Yun Luo kept making eye contact with the Polish beauty in the co-pilot, and was very relaxed and excited, with the altimeter rising all the time. Yun Luo couldn't wait any longer~

When I actually moved next to the open hatch, my first reaction was that it was very windy and relatively cold (the daytime temperature in California was over 30 degrees, but it was different at high altitudes). Below were grid-like farms and thin roads. The brown earth of California and some undulating mountains were also very clear.

There are two more blue skies, Perris Lake and another larger lake. The clouds lost their sense of height and instead pounced on this picturesque land.

The most exciting part of skydiving is probably the more than 50 seconds of free fall, especially the moment you jump out of the cabin door. The feeling is hard to describe in words. If I have to describe it in words - that is the closest moment in Yunluo's life to pure freedom!

At that moment, you really surrender yourself, at that moment, you feel that your soul is no longer restrained, at that moment, you know that facing fate, letting nature take its course may be the best way~~~ Recalling the feeling of falling that occasionally appeared in dreams before, it has now become a reality. After adapting to weightlessness and adjusting your breathing, just enjoy it!

After a free fall of 8,000 feet, the parachute opened at an altitude of about 5,000 feet, and then you can enjoy the thrill of gliding. The most exciting thing is to do a 360-degree circle, where you face down and the earth rotates 360 degrees in your perspective. To be honest, I still feel a little dizzy.

At this moment, you can calmly appreciate the California scenery from a God's perspective, as well as the other colorful parachutes dotted in the air below your feet.

After landing safely, Yunluo opened a can of beer, closed his eyes and tried to recall the feeling of weightlessness when he jumped out of the cabin for the first time, but he could not piece together the scene at that time. He only had a visual impression - the plane was far away from him in almost an instant, and the sky and the earth were moving or rotating with the horizon as the boundary.

In the movie "Walk Away with Style", the male protagonist could not calm down for a long time after experiencing an unprecedented diving experience. With tears in his eyes, Yun Luo now more or less understands such a crazy feeling.

It seems that I can only experience it again when I skydive next time. The wonderful ** is always short-lived. Some friends also asked if I can still get pleasure from daily trivial things (such as xxoo) after this adrenaline stimulation. xxoo doesn't know, but when I think about the next journey, I still feel restless.

I crossed one item off my bucket list. But I added two new ones: 1. Go to Dahab to get a diving license 2. Go to Pokhlar to get a paragliding license (ps: my wallet is under a lot of pressure). But once it is on the bucket list, it means that it will be realized before the end of my life, no need to discuss it :)

Life is about constantly trying and experiencing. It’s time to settle the last wish of the Yangtze River Source Volunteer. Written on a red-eye flight from Los Angeles to Chicago, I am about to start a 13-day trip across Route 66.

To be fair, Yunlu prefers natural scenery. In this September trip, he is more looking forward to visiting western national parks such as Yellowstone and the Grand Canyon, and the significance of visiting cities in the east.

It's like when you come to China, you have to visit some places in Beijing. Fortunately, I have read Linda's series of books before, and I have some understanding of American history and am particularly interested in it. It would be interesting to visit some museums and historical buildings.

We set off in the afternoon and flew for 14 hours, landing at Washington IAD Airport at 7pm local time. I didn't feel the flight time was long because I almost didn't sleep the whole night before. I fell asleep after watching a movie and a documentary on the plane. When I woke up, the plane was about to land.

The movie was starring Adam and Barrymore, a very relaxing and warm film, and the documentary was the legendary "A Bite of China 2". On the plane leaving China, Yunluo watched the dazzling food of Greater China, which was simply asking for trouble. Before arriving in the United States, my stomach was already homesick. In fact, when traveling abroad, the only factor that makes Yunluo miss home is food.

During my trips to Southeast Asia, island tours and Egypt, every time I returned to Beijing, the first meal I had was without exception a spicy temptation. After eating a bowl of Maoxuewang, even my burps would be filled with bubbles of happiness, right?

Although it was a cloudy day, the air was clear and bright, the woods were lush and green, the maple leaves were beginning to turn yellow, the lawn was neatly trimmed, and the stone road in the woods was scattered with fallen leaves and small branches. Morning joggers would always greet us with a smile and say "~" or "hi" when passing by, and on the way back they would also...

I saw a few deer in the woods near the road. The deer in the park are completely different from the deer in the zoo. The trip to Heishan Park made Yunluo feel the temperament of this place for the first time. It is quiet, orderly and loving.

Visiting the University of Maryland gives you the same feeling, clean and orderly, with buildings that are a century old, red brick walls, church-like spires, and large stretches of lawn that are the students' playgrounds, where rugby, baseball, and soccer players play without interfering with each other on the lawn that is as big as three soccer fields.

On other lawns, there are young people reading books attentively and naughty squirrels.

It is really a blessing to study in such a campus. On the way back home in the evening, the three spires of the Mormon Church were particularly conspicuous in the afterglow of the sunset. In fact, the church itself is not that majestic. It is because it is built on a mountain that it looks very tall.

When Yunluo wanted to smoke at night, he went out to buy a lighter. Mushroom MM also told Yunluo that if he encountered a robbery, he must give the money to the robber honestly. She also asked Yunluo to prepare 20 US dollars and put it in his pocket. Yunluo also heard this story from Christopher, a German man Langduo met. When he was traveling in South America, he always kept some small change in his pocket to save his life if he encountered an armed robbery.

Is it really that exaggerated? Because Mushroom gave the wrong directions, Yunluo walked a long way but still couldn't find the 711 she mentioned. She even passed a road that went through a park. A black man came towards her, which made Yunluo more alert. In the United States, except for some big cities, other small towns have almost no people on the streets at night, and it is dark.

More than a month later, Yunluo was at the Greyhound bus station in the early morning, in a square where a group of homeless people gathered. He asked a black guy for a cigarette, which was very relaxing. He was still a little weak when he first arrived.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

At noon, I went to Huaguo Supermarket to buy some vegetables. I met an American woman holding a bunch of green vegetables and asked Yunluo and Yan Chenyu how to cook it. It seems that few people eat green vegetables in the United States. The most common vegetable they eat is broccoli. The most common way to cook it is to boil it. Yunluo Americans really can't understand the various dietary arts of Greater China.

The first stop in the afternoon was the Mormon Temple. As we all know, the headquarters of Mormonism is in Salt Lake City, and that Mormon Temple is the most spectacular, but in fact the Mormon Temple in Maryland is even more magnificent, with six golden spires distributed in the shape of a hexagram, and on the spire of the tallest main tower is a statue of a man blowing a horn.

Later, when we arrived in Salt Lake City, we found out that the statue was actually an angel named John the Baptist. The church door was closed and we couldn't go in to visit. Mushroom mm said it was better not to go in, because if we met missionaries, they would catch us and say a lot of things. Later, we found out that only Mormons could enter all Mormon churches. Yunluo and Yan Chenyu couldn't get in even if they wanted to.

Annapolis is the capital of Maryland. It is located in Annapolis, a small town with a history of more than 300 years. After the War of Independence, it served as the temporary capital of the United States. Before Mushroom MM arranged this trip, Yunluo actually didn't know this place at all. After more than an hour's drive, he accidentally entered the military management area of ​​the Naval Academy.

The handsome female navy soldier showed Yunluo and Yan Chenyu the right way to the seaside and the old town. They finally arrived at this small town that made people fall in love at first sight in the evening. The dense branches made the quiet streets seem more peaceful. The old houses on both sides were of various colors, rich but not gaudy. Their favorite ones were the Mediterranean-style exteriors and courtyards.

When we walked to the seaside, many sailboats and yachts came into view. Unfortunately, the weather was bad and the sea water was gray-blue on a cloudy day. We turned around and wandered around the old town. The undulating sidewalks were paved with brown-red bricks. The highest point up the slope was the City Hall. Later, I also saw the City Halls of many towns, including Salt Lake City. Almost all of them had Roman columns and semi-circular domes, similar to the Capitol.

Annapolis is also a paradise for photography. The streets and alleys of the old city are lined with old houses with a long history. The setting sun squeezes out from the dark clouds, dyeing half of the sky golden.

Sit on the street and eat a bowl of freshly made fruit ice cream. The taste of rum is just right. The people here seem to be very leisurely. There are also many American tourists. There are almost no Asian faces, perhaps because they are indeed not well-known.

Mushroom mm said that Americans are not like Chinese people who show off their wealth by comparing houses and cars. Instead, they compare yards to see whose yard is decorated more beautifully or in a unique way. (To be continued..)