Flying Kites and Playing Softball

My mom has never flown a kite and it is something she has always wanted to do.  We made it our mission to find a kite and get it in the air.  This was no easy task from the get go.  When we finally found a kite it was just the model hanging from the ceiling.  We asked where they were and we told they were upstairs in the storage room, end of sentence.  That was that.  The kites were upstairs and there was nothing we could do about it.  After getting 4 people involved we coaxed someone to go get us one from the storage room.  Now that we had our kite from china we were off to go fly it.  The first gust of wind it got ripped it.  The second made it dive bomb and break.  Preston started working on it and was eventually convinced there was enough duct tape and dowels added to get it back in the air.  Preston and my mom tried and tried to fly that kite.  After each dive bomb Preston would add some sticks, bottle caps, and more duct tape trying to get it balanced.  Finally my mom was flying a kite for approximately 60 seconds before she wrapped it up on some telephone lines.  While they were working so hard flying the kite my dad played softball with the locals in his flip flops.  He surprised them all diving after balls and getting base hits every time at bat.  After our day at the park we went back to the boat for some paddle boarding and Rummikub.  The water a a bit rough, which made paddle boarding difficult.  Everyone was able to stand for at least a few seconds before getting knocked off by a wave.