After work, we had more time to play at the beach. And after dinner today, we actually tried our hands at flying a kite. Wasn’t quite successful, and I would’ve liked to blame the wind for that. But, next to us a boy had a kite up in the air, which did a fine job at staying there, so I’m afraid it wasn’t quite the wind’s fault. Must’ve been the kite’s fault then, of course. Because what else could have been the reason for that thing always trying to come after us, and never wanting to be a dutiful kite which knows exactly what to do when let loose in the wind?

At the beach

Learning to fly a kite