Date: August 14th, 2010
After riding the motorcycle, I put off riding a jetski for a couple weeks because, well, fast things without walls make me fear death. And I know that now. After a little convincing and seeing pictures of my mom riding a jetski, I decided it wouldn't be prudent to be less of a badass than my parents. So I told my folks I was ready to go and pretended not to be petrified.
I'm keeping this entry short because pictures exist, just not on my harddrive. Justin and I went up to the lake for dinner and hanging out with my folks and he was kind enough to take pictures of me riding the jetski with my dad.
I enjoyed it significantly more than the motorcycle. Despite my general fear of death when I'm moving fast, I did find that knowing the water was there made my less concerned. We headed down to the other side of the lake to see the boats lining up for the boat parade. There was a fantastic display of hilarious creativity that will also be featured in the picture update for this entry. Needless to say, riding a jetski and seeing the boat parade made me feel incredibly lucky to have the life I have. There's a certain level of ridiculousness and exhilaration that happened that day that simply cannot be matched.
All I could think, that whole evening, was how good life was. I was with my family and Justin and Wes. We were relaxing, goofing off, eating good food and all around enjoying the atmosphere. I also got to enjoy my thing of the day without much fuss. It was the right level of calm for me given the slight lull I'd been in.
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