After our tour of the gardens we walked over to Primrose Hill for a picnic lunch, with an amazing view of London. Next, was supposed to be kite flying. I was extremely prepared with my Texas flag kite, but the lack of wind made for a very sad attempt to fly it. I've never seen 16 adults so determined to get kites to fly. Katie, Melissa, and myself were literally sprinting down the hill in a struggle to get them in the air. The only thing that I accomplished was getting my leg tangled up in a string. Despite this failure at such a simple thing we still remembered to enjoy it. How many people can say they sprinted down England's Primrose Hill with the Texas flag in tow?
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