Yesterday night I made a cool dream. I was in my hometown in Puglia, in the apartment where I grew up. Looking through the window, I could see a beach. On the beach, riders were preparing their kites, many more were already out kiting. I looked for my kite and board, went down, walked to the beach. Then I just pumped my kite, entered the water, and started a great session.
There was no beach at a walking distance from my apartment and it does not matter; it is the beauty of dreams.
One thing we know about Coronavirus is that you do not like the seawater. And I doubt it fancies kite surfing because Coronavirus isn’t cool. I believe in prevention, so kite surfing is what I will be doing when I get out 😉