Zipping Through the Canopy in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica
I didn’t want to go ziplining. It wasn’t fear of heights – I have none. It wasn’t lack of faith in the operator’s equipment – I had faith, since it’s very bad business to send tourists plummeting to their deaths on the forest floor. I didn’t want to go because it just seemed so, well, ‘touristy’ somehow. I envisioned testosterone-ridden…