The Bucket List

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Found this article somewhere and I'm copying it to paste here.


Last year a man’s life came to an end.
As the man was lifted to the heavens, St. Peter met him at the pearly white gates and said, “You’ve been a good, honest man… so you’ve made the cut for Heaven.  And just so you know, Heaven is freaking sweet.  There’s everything you could hope for… all the food you want without gaining any weight, all the games you want to play and adventures you want to go on and awesome people to hang out with all day long.
There’s only one rule…”St Peter then points behind him to a shiny, red door with gold trim and says, “You must NOT go through that door… regardless of what the circumstances are.  NEVER go in there.  Okay?”
The man says, ‘Okay.’ And makes his way through the gates into heaven.
For the first month he’s having a blast… eating great food and hanging out with amazing people.  But after a few weeks… he gets curious.  “What could possibly be behind that door he wonders?”
Then one day… he found the door open.
He looked over his shoulders and no one was looking.. so he crept in.
When he gets inside he sees this MASSIVE warehouse of boxes that are stacked to the ceiling like a Costco building.  There are endless rows and rows and rows of them.   And as he’s walking down the rows, he noticed each box has a name attached to it.
His pace speeds up as he starts searching for where his own box is.  After 45 minutes of searching, he finds his box on the third shelf.  He reaches up to grab it and brings it down to the ground with him.
The man is standing over the box on the floor in front of him with anticipation… “What could possibly be in here!?!” he wonders.
All of the sudden, he feels a tap on his left shoulder…
It’s St. Peter.
St. Peter asks “What do you think you’re doing?  I asked you NOT to go in here.”
The man apologizes and says, “I’m so sorry… the door was open and I just couldn’t help myself.  And then I found my box and got so curious as to what it could be… would you mind telling me what’s in here?”
St. Peter quietly tells him, “What’s in that box is every experience you COULD have had on earth if you were only bold enough to ask for it.  Every relationship you could have built.  Every adventure you could have went on.  Every country you could have traveled to.  Every moment that you could have spent doing what you love.”
Therefore. I'm going to open that box alright. Hoping its going to be as tiny as possible. If possible, I'm gonna make it empty. Hence, My Bucket List.

1. Float around in space
2. Bungee Jumping
3. Sky Diving
4. Be an extra in a Hollywood movie
5. Rave at Tomorrowland (preferably Belgium)
6. Backpack around Europe
  • Drink beer in Dublin, Ireland on St. Patrick Day
  • Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany
  • Walk at the top of the Eiffel Tower, Paris
  • Parthenon, Greece
  • Light a Joint, Red Light District, Amsterdam
  • Attend a Manchester United football match in Great Britain
  • Pompeii, Vienna, Italy
7. Hang glide over Rio de Janeiro, Brasil (like in Rio)
8. Climb a mountain
9. Dance in Rio Carnival Parade, Brasil
10. Go on a cruise ship from one country to another
11. Start a Successful Blog 
12. Become proficient in Adobe Photoshop and become a photographer (for real)
13. Write and record a song
14. Drive a Ferrari on an autobahn
15. Own a Volkswagen Beetle
16. Learn how to play guitar good enough to perform a gig
17. Learn how to dance good enough to dance on stage 
18. Fly a helicopter, an airplane, a Fighter Jet
19. Run a full marathon of 26 miles
20. Road trip from LA to NYC, visit NYC ( Empire State Building, 5th Avenue, Time Square, Broadway, NYC subway, Wall Street, Central Park, Statue of Liberty )
21. Viva Las Vegas
22. Learn a Foreign Language
23. Surf on the Gold Coast, Australia
24. Go to Church
25. Get a kick ass tattoo or piercing
26. Skiing 
27. Watch snow fall, build a snowman
28. Fight for a cause that I support, go to a rally/ parade/ mob
29. Learn how to fire a gun
30. Swim with dolphins
31. Go to DisneyWorld
32. Have children, kids
33. Camp out outside a shop waiting for a sale, iphone to release, whatever.

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