Is anyone missing the friendly travel blog?

So i thought it might be about time to provide what my mother has come here to read, an envy inducing travel blog, which i feel may have somehow been lacking in the past few days.
Even though i endured a second day without kiting today all is still well in paradise. I think i was due an entire day of doing nothing at all, which is precisely what i got. You see yesterday was spent waiting for the wind to come because we knew it was coming, and then at 4pm it came, ..it was not much, that frustrating amount where there is just not enough for mere mortals to get moving, ..but me, well i weigh a fraction of a mere mortal, and i had a secret weapon, a door.

Those of my kiting friends will know exactly to what i refer, the epic sized flyboards ‘the door’ a board of such immense proportions that it truly deserves its name, ..and boys, it may look ridiculous, ..but when you are way out and everyone else is still struggling to stand up, let alone plane, i assure you, it is all about the door.
I can overlook that you need to book an appointment with it in order to dial in a rotation, and that the nose leaves the water a good second before the tail when you pop, because let’s be honest, it was not exactly designed for that, and the sheer fact you are using it is proof that there is only 11 knots of wind and you should be grateful to even be kiting in the first place.
Having said that, the more persistent of you will get to experience the almighty thwack it makes as you stick a rotation on landing, ..it really had me grinning ear to ear even if it was no more than half a metre high, ..in fact the sheer magnitude of even achieve said feat on said board was enough to remind me of why i am here in the first place.
It also made a great platform, literally, to go out a few miles and survey the reef, which in turn awoke my leg muscles from their hibernation period and reminded them why we are here.

I know the forecast for tomorrow now, I know it will be a particularly active day, So i feel no regrets for easing into things today, for both my body and my skin which is being allowed to ease into the equatorial sun with dignity rather than the reddened effects of he who must kite 6 hours a day from day 1.

To close, if i had any gripes about the lack of water out of the tap when YOU need it, or the electricity, i am always reminded it could be worse by those with children, wives and girlfriends, who seem to complain a lot which causes me great amusement as they clearly never read the label before coming, or think that complaining to the bar staff who smile and say ‘no problem’ will actually do anything.
When the complainant leaves the barman smiles at me and i know i have done my bit to restore the opinions of our people in this country when so many other nations have had it permanently tarnished by all inclusive Stella drinkers.

I’ll leave you this evening with with my office chair for the day, and the view from my desk, and realise i have not related the story of last night with the one beer too many, someone else’s hut door in the dark and a large black security dog in the pitch dark, ..then accept i probably never will.