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CobblYwobbles:
​Tales of Travel, LifE, and Anxiety

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Chapter Three: Falling

10/15/2020

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If there is a fear of falling, the only safety is deliberately jumping.
Carl Jung


​1983: The Big Fall


​I was in bed for six weeks and in a walking cast for another six. Baby Rachel is off to my left. 
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​1993: On Top of Masada


​The cable car up to Masada
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Once we exited the tram car at the top of Masada, we had to make our final ascent on
a metal grated staircase. Don't let the smile fool you; I was full of the collywobbles. 
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​I was quite worried about people falling off the top of the fortress. 
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​2006: Arriving Home from Austin, Texas

Alexandria, VA


My father, who was 77 at the time, and I took the metro from National Airport to  Braddock Road.
That's my building in the background. 
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​My dad went tumbling down this escalator with his luggage right behind him.
Luckily, someone stopped his fall at the bottom.
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​2007: Grand Canyon

West Rim


Neither my father nor I felt very safe along the unguarded side of the Grand Canyon. 
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​The Skywalk on the West Rim of the Grand Canyon.
Neither of us were brave enough to walk the glass-bottom skywalk. 
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​It wasn't until we were planted on benches for lunch that we both felt safe from falling. 
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​2010 - 2016: Niagara Falls


I traveled to Niagara Falls twice a year for six years as part of my tours. I never failed to warn about falling.
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The falls are enticing, but please do not climb over the railing. 
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2012: LimeRock Inn
​Rockland, Maine


​Susan took quite a spill in the shower, resulting in a concussion and a free room for the night. 
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​When we got back to the LimeRock Inn, PJ and Frank -- that's Frank in the photo -- 
served us blueberry muffins, poached eggs, maple bacon, and grilled potatoes. 
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2012: Peru
Horseback Riding Excursion to the Maras Salt Mines


​I had not been on a horse in decades: I already had the
​collywobbles before we started up the mountain.
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​Susan and I took a ride up a mountain in the Sacred Valley.  
Both of us were scared of falling off the cliff!
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Maras Salt Mines


2015: Plitvice National Park
​Croatia


​A walk along the crystal lakes on a wooden pathway included placing a walking stick
into a space between wooden planks, plunging me into the water. 
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2018: South Africa 


​My ankle gave out on a Sunday afternoon on a quiet street in Cape Town. 
Rachel and I eventually made it back to Kloof Street to catch a taxi. 
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​When I returned home, I scheduled my ankle replacement for March 2018,
​35 years after my fall down the stairs. 
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    CONTENTS

    Preface
    Chapter 1: Flying Foibles
    Chapter 2: Heights and
    ​     Enclosed Spaces

    Chapter 3: Falling
    Chapter 4: Men
    Chapter 5: Penises
    Chapter 6: Women
    Chapter 7: Lost
    Chapter 8: Pickpockets
    Chapter 9: Phantom
         Killers

    Chapter 10: Calamities
    Chapter 11: Crossing the
         Street

    Chapter 12: Illness
    Chapter 13: Toilets
    Chapter 14: Food
    Chapter 15: A Diagnosis
    Afterword
    ​The Tour Directors
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