In I got my boyfriend met. He has been already kitesurfer and knew the problem when he does kitesurfing and she did not. She helps her boyfriend to launch and to land his kite, work on her tan and looks nice.
To have a nagging partner on the beach makes kitesurfing torture. It has wind and finally, you are on the water. The relationship is thus put to the aptitude test. So, most couples break up sooner or later. Well, so we drove off to my aptitude test. My luggage was full of books that I could read while he was kitesurfing.
The journey went on to southern France to the small town of Hyeres. In this spit of land, you can kite if the wind blows from different directions. The main direction of this weekend was wind from the west. So I made it cosy to me at this beach. Bath towel spread out, drinks and books are ready for use.
My boyfriend set up his stuff to exert his beloved sport. Ah, interesting. Pumping, sorting lines, making knots. I had no idea what it requires to everything. Only five lines that connect you with the thing called kite? After everything is set up, you have only the worst ahead: you squeeze yourself in a full body condom otherwise known as wetsuit.
Phew, quite exhausting. Belt strapped around your waist, the kite made it firmly with the lines and off you go. I opened the first page of the book and quenched my thirst with a cool drink. I watched the world go by on the beach. But my eyes were drawn again and again to the water surface, where people cavorted with boards and kites. The colourful things in the sky looked great. Interesting: So you can not just go back and forth.
