On a wing and a prayer

I was a little nervous for my first paragliding experience, but once we took off, the surreal experience made me forget all about my nerves.

The jeep swiftly navigated the winding turns to ascend Sarangkot in Pokhara. While this wasn’t my first visit to Sarangkot—I had previously witnessed sunrise painting the Machhapuchhre and Annapurna peaks. However, today felt a little different. I was there for a new adventure, a departure from my usual comfort zone. Naturally, I was also a little apprehensive and nervous. Here I was, older and perhaps slightly wiser, yet still battling the butterflies in my stomach. I was about to float in the air on a paraglider.