flying a kite is a funny process made funnier when the guy beside you on the beach is the obvious winner (third time running) of the international kite flying competition. all our kite wanted to do was a big ol' circle followed by an even bigger nose dive into the sand and our friendly neighbour was basically riding his kite around while firecrackers trailed from behind.
every time we looked over, he'd be using a different kite, always way up in the sky, always doing some formation of loopdie loops and squiggle dee diggles and we couldn't stop laughing in between our own desperate attempts just to get ours out of the packaging.
but then we did it.
and it felt really great.