Day 3...

Oi,

I must tolk engelis bekos Sven meed me to do so.

It's our third day, we made 12 jumps after first being in the tunnel from 8 till 9. We did a lot of technical sessions, where after every block we executed we all looked anxiously to Thomas if we did it correct. We are learning very quickly I must say. We came out of the tunnel with a lot of pain in our backs. They are saying that the air is denser in the morning, they only told us after the session. The tunnel sherrifs are not as paranoia as in Orlando, although we have been kicking them getting in.

The jumps are also going very good. The new things we learned in the tunnel we immediately put into practise in the air. The technique of the nineteen we definitely improved. Especially for me the nineteen now is a lot of fun. My task is to put my left knee into Sven's right ear. The second jump I succeeded in doing so, however unfortunately the camera wasn't switched on, Luuk filmed a nice landing of himself (he thought after the jump that he switched off his camera, but actually by then he switched it on).

Alexia, our packer we know from Spa, is very busy packing our rigs after every jump. She's doing a good job, and my french is improving (Bonjour I know already). Sven zijn steenkolen frans is in elk geval beter.

For anyone who has not been in Eloy before, the skydiving center is great. A huge number of planes, all identical. The DZ is nice green and grassy, a nice bar, nice store, all surroundings are great. Only when you take of with the plane you see how depressing Arizona can be, there is a huge ammount of nothing, and a lot of sand.

We are now sitting drinking a couple of beers, whith Sven's parents. They are here on a holiday for three weeks driving throug the US and are just visiting us today, "gezellig".

Every day Paul is batteling with his laptop. It takes an hour or so to start up, and another our to send one e-mail. His face tells everything.

Tonight first time dining out, we all want to eat a large chunk of cow.

Tomorrow another update.

See ya, Jacco