Sometimes its nice to just sit down and watch the world pass by. Not to be in the middle of it, rushing about from one place to another, but to relax and observe.
When the rest of the cousins decided to go zip-lining, I sat down, in between two Pablos, and watched them fly through the sky in front of me. With anticipation, they were pulled high up the slope by the cables and then one by one, they came soaring down. We laughed as they came crashing back to earth in a cacophony of delighted screams, us taking photos of arms flailing through the air. We observed as the lake water lapped against the side of the shore and a horse walked by picking at the available grass. We sat and chatted until everyone had made it back down and then with smiles, we continued on.