Just down the beach from us and visible from our terrace is a great new summer construction of four bungee trampolines. San Geraldo and I have been dying to give it a try.
|WHILE I WATCHED, THE FATHER OF THESE TWO PAID FOR TWO ADDITIONAL ROUNDS.|
Yesterday evening on my way home from an 8-km (5-mile) walk, I stopped and asked what maximum weight was allowed. No more than 80 kilos, I was told. That’s about l76 pounds. I knew that after we moved to Sevilla in 2011 I had lost some weight and was down to around 77 kilos (169 pounds). I also knew I had put some weight back on (happily) since our arrival in Fuengirola. I wasn’t too keen to be at the top limit of the bungee cords or trampolines, but decided to weigh myself and see where things stood.
This morning, before breakfast I weighed in at 80.47 kilos (177 pounds). Someone else might fudge the numbers but I’m no daredevil. So, unless Peter Pan has a truckload of fairy dust, I guess I won’t be flying. And since San Geraldo describes himself as “robusto,” it goes without saying he’s grounded, too.