I am not dying. Not that I know of but someone suggested to me the other day about writing a bucket list. I have never thought about doing one and thought it was a great idea. Why not when I have the opportunity to do so?
I have always wanted to go to America maybe New York. I want to see the sights and craziness of Las Vegas, although I am not a gambler, and wouldn’t have a clue about placing bets. Just to see some of these renowned tourist spots.
I have another on my list and that will be revealed later. But I cannot get past two. I am trying to think of others. I don’t like heights so I am not going to be bungee jumping. I am not too happy about going up in a helicopter. I have no ambition to swim with whales, dolphins or other marine life. Dancing with a squid or something.
So what the options? I did what every paranoid person does and turn to Google. One was to go “Fat biking” whatever that is. I am fat and I could ride a bike. Lots of jumping off cliffs and waterfalls or skiing down a mountain like an idiot. Walk on coals? Oh come on you are taking the piss.
The best one I found was ‘light a fire without matches’ that’s easy I will use a lighter.
So suggestions … keep them clean.