Imagine writing postcards to your friends :
" today weather was too good, say hi to mom and dad"
" bloody sun, 30 degrees or more, sea invitingly warm, wasn't the best day for flying, bummer, greetings from Alicante "
" look like Rudolf, forgot to smear, couldn't get my glider up, winds too gentle, wish I was home "
" the only place decent was in the pool, with an ice cold beer in a chilled glass on the side, bloody hell, bad luck with my paragliding holiday "
" had sex on the beach, bloody seagulls were screaming, see you in the bar lads "
Moaning, favourite passtime for lots of us, but not for us.
" We had a wonderfull time today. Wish you were here mom. XXX "
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