and it was a disaster! Our guide said he'd never seen a windier day in the two years he'd been working there. Mom and I couldn't control our kayak and kept getting blown out to sea. To my extreme shame, we had to be tethered to the guide's kayak. I wanted to die. Mom tried to cheer me up, but I wasn't having it. How come Dad and B didn't have to be on a leash?! Mom said it's just her and reminded me of her and Dad's horrible kayak trip in Hawaii. We're pretty sure Mom isn't meant to be on a kayak. |
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