My god kite flying. Good times.
You hav't lives unless you have seen a kit lurch out of the hands of your dad, see him dive into the water after it and watch as in twenty seconds it's already a mile out. And you see your dad stop on a submerged sand bar and look out at the disappearing kite, still flying.
That just gave me a cool idea.
Kite surfing, it's like instead of being attached to a speed boat you're attached the a kite being carried by strong winds.
The only problem I see is that you'll be only going in one direction, away from safety.
They're making you go outside, on vacation, with your family?
How horrible.
What makes me sad, sometimes it's tough being the sole voice of optimism and childlike wonder on the seething wasteland of rage that is Other Games.
You're so special Cthulhu.