I bought a buncha kites a few days ago. Springtime in Houston is wonderful. The weather that is... mid to high 70's and windy and sunny as hell. I've been to the park every single day since I've been back from Iceland. I flew one of my kites today. It was one of those 3-D ones. It didn't work... Well it was damn hard to keep it up. The wind was crazy today. And my kite has some malfunctions due to manufactoring problems I found in the seams and such! Oh, Wal-mart... Anyways, I must say that it's hard to fly a large kite solo! You really need two people sometimes.
This is my new favorite hobby so far. Kite-flying. It kinda was when I was a kid, but now I"m really gung-ho into it. Like I want to join the kite clubs of Houston and be pro, and learn how to be a kiterunner. It's a sport.
I got into kites a few months ago. By around the same time as I met Diego. I saw a buncha kids flying kites at the park I run at and was tempted to go fly. Sugarland, my suburb is a HUGE hobby town. Makes sense: rich families. My park is especially filled with people flying kites, flying model planes, racing RC cars, dirtbiking, and frisbee. You kinda have to claim your space to do your hobby sometimes...
I flew kites with Diego one time there. It was a Sunday morning. Cloudy but great wind. I flew a large kite in the form of a war-plane and he flew a small kite in the form of a parrot. It was great. I loved it. I kept mine in the air for the longest time, beating Diego's macau. We flew kites for hours that day. It was fun. We ran and smiled together. We ate kolaches too. I miss him. Kites make me miss him. It takes two to fly a kite. And to run one. He always helped me float it in the air first.
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ah these mysterious kolaches or whichever... and kites. i have not flown a kite since like ever. i only had one kite, that i made, with wooden chopsticks and string. it did not get very far, but it was fun to make..
i totally know what you mean about suburbia... i have friends visiting from home and even tho one was my bestfriend in h.s. and jr high, i feel sooooo completely differnet from her, and the other girls that are with her.. like, more childish than her, yet also much more mature at the same time.. and i do feel judged, but i also feel like i judge them. they and i are just way way different. there def. is some kind of like.. insular, suburban thing going on, and i realize i am def. a coastal city-ish girl. i can't relate at all to them, and vice versa
and yeah. i hear u about respect. i can tell they do not really regard me or henry very highly. we're not flashy or rich or party animals.. but it is also impossible for me to really respect them. in my eyes, they are stuck in this high school mentality, if that makes any sense. gossipping all of the time, trying to attract boys even tho they have bfs already, having no real ambition or higher goals in life.. not that i'm super ambitious, but i do value like.. making something of ur life, u know? and figuring out what the purpose of life is and stuff.. but i feel like they don't contemplate such things at all. it's all about drinking and buying clothes and creating drama. aghhh..
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