Fanning the flames

Ang sabi nila, bawal daw makipaglaro sa apoy.
Ang sabi ko naman, care ko! Masaya eh! I won't let that fear stop me from playing with fire.

Here's another proof of my emerging fascination with pyro...

Burn, baby, burn!

At last, I was able to live the dream that has been haunting me for months.

Even if it took me quite a while to finish my beginner's module, it was well worth the wait. The experience was exhilarating and terrifying. To be honest, I initially had doubts whether I should go through with it. I think I developed a temporary fear of fire which made me forget all the moves. But after a few turns, I regained my "confidence" and enjoyed the whole experience.

From my firsthand experience, I now understand why this art is called zipping. It was named after the sound of the fire poi when you weave it on air - it creates a zipping sound. :)

Now, I gotta learn more tricks and improve the skill for more entertainment value. Who knows, I might earn a living out of it. hehe

Zipping beneath the Petronas Twin Towers

Sharing the poi passion in Kuala Lumpur with my great friends - Joms, Esti, Ben and Chada.

I'm so excited to burn, burn, burn!