(Andrew) Zorbing: the activity of rolling down a hill while strapped inside an extremely large plastic ball.
That is the definition of zorbing from the PC dictionary. We zorbed today. What the dictionary doesn’t describe is that it is REALLY FUN! What the dictionary also doesn’t describe is that you can also zorb not strapped in but in water where you slip and slide on the bottom of the zorb.
First, we changed into our bathing suits and climbed into a truck. We bumped our way up the hill and exited through the back doors. Two zorbs were sitting there, waiting for us to use them, beckoning us. Reis and I would share one and the girls would triple up and share the other. The girls went first. Seeing them roll down the hill and hearing them scream made me so impatient to go next. When they finally got to the bottom of the hill, we could get in the zorb. We entered through a small portal in the side. We splashed into some really warm water sitting on the bottom of the zorb. The water had already steamed up the side of the ball and Reis and I couldn’t see a thing outside our zorb. When the guy pushed us, I was so excited. I was standing up, with my hands against the ball, acting like a hamster running in a wheel, screaming my head off. I quickly fell down when we started rolling, but the soft plastic cushioned my fall. The whole ball rotated beneath our butts, and we just slid and laughed. We slowed to a stop, and I slid out. On my next run, I did the zig-zag course with no one inside with me. I bumped along the many turns and curves. It was WAY BETTER and a lot more crazy, so I lost all sense of direction.
I loved going zorbing and channeling my inner hamster.
13 Responses to “Living La Vida Hamster”