It took me 5 years to make the trek to this plank suspended over the Qin Mountains in Central China. The journey consisted of a few days in planes and airports, two train rides, hours of climbing stairs, two cable cars, and a few hour long line. When I finally stepped foot onto the rickety plank, I thought back to the mental, physical and financial journey I’d been thru to reach this destination... and was greeted with party music, and hundreds of young people taking selfies with themselves, their friends, and sometimes even grabbing me for one. There was traffic going both ways. I’m pretty comfortable with heights, but passing someone on this plank was extreme. Felt like squeezing past someone seated on an airplane when you need to go to the bathroom and they won’t get up.. but with a few thousand foot drop on the other side. It got so crowded that I ended up squatting down in a ball, grabbing the chain, and hugging the wall, as people leap frogged over my back. These are the experiences I live for.