I have never even contemplated paintball but deep down I know why. And it isn't necessarily because of the nerds or the wannabe Rambos. It is something much more close to home and inescapable; I knew it would bring out the childishness that still resides in me.
Our raft leader was a lithe guy who bore an uncanny resemblance to a young Tom Cruise...okay, things could be worse. He chatted with us affably as we floated down a somewhat rough section of the river. And then, suddenly, we were bouncing in Class IV rapids.