Kiting to me means being dragged along the beach/waves by a large power kite with or without board attached. The session this week was with an extremely nice lady who has never done it before, but was quite the natural. In fact seem to have spent rather a lot of time with her this week - cinema on Tues, kiting Thur, and today we spent the day walking in the local hills. Really good fun. No idea if it will go anywhere, but I really enjoy her company, and she's one helluva looker! Have arranged to do another weekend of crazy outdoors stuff in a couple of weeks time. As a born and bred Scot, she may be the best route to those kilted fellas. And as a PE teacher she organises things like Highland Games, so I will do my best!
Positives are indeed seemingly thick and fast. My neighbours and I seemed to manage to spend a mammoth 12 hrs in the pub gassing and getting drunk yesterday. Fantastic day/evening/night!
Everyone I meet here seems to want me to stay - locals, nice ladies, me.....Still think I need to stick out the last 2 yrs of my training contract first though. Then I will return to the place I love the most.
Reality is that which, if you don't believe in it, doesn't go away.
