I am back to my room with muddy shoes, wet clothes, my legs bruised and my calves killing me, but I swear this was the most AMAZING day of my life. I have never felt so alive and kicking. So let me set the clock back and tell you the story from the very beginning. This is one of the rare long weekends in Vietnam, so I grabbed my stuff and headed out to the central highlands of Vietnam, the mesmerizing Dalat. It’s cool and pleasant weather is such a welcome relief from the sweltering heat of Saigon and I fell in love with the city at first sight. When I was looking at stuff to do here, I came across different companies advertising “Canyoning in Dalat”. Overcoming fears and inhibitions is apparently in the top of my list now, so I looked it up and found that Canyoning is actually a mix of hiking, abseiling and swimming while treading through a canyon. And wikipedia says “Emphasis in the sport is usually on aesthetics and fun rather than pure difficulty“. So I decided to give it a go, but there was just this tiny problem. I don’t swim!