Biggest Loser came to New Zealand last year. They brought the whole bunch of contestants and trainers DownUnder to Kiwi Land. Then they took them up the Sky Tower and told them to jump off.
(If you're not a Biggest Loser fan this will slide right on over your head as completely meh).
Bob was here. Up the Sky Tower. In my town.
(If I was on Biggest Loser, I would want Bob as my trainer. In our house we are Bob's people.)
(Sorry I know this information is way old, but we get shows very late here in little ole NZ)
...on Saturday we went up the Sky Tower too.
The kids had been saving up their stickers and (after watching Biggest Loser) picked the Sky Tower as their family prize destination.
It's not cheap. But the view is great.
Standing on a glass floor...
It took about twenty minutes for the whingeing to start.
"Why can't we jump off the tower too?"
"Is this the highest bit?"
"When are we going?"
"Can we gooooo noooow???"
A guy jumped. It distracted them for about three minutes.
We gave up trying to stretch out our stay and took the elevator back to the ground, shaking our heads.
Bought pies, went to the park. For free.
Of course they loved it and didn't want to leave.
Just goes to show. Some things can't be bought.
And the best things in life are still free.