A trip to a lake with family is supposed to be relaxing. The wind blows. Children play. The spray from brisk waves fumes up to spatter your face. The shade grows longer and thicker as the sun sinks. The scent of hamburgers grilling on an open pit waft up to meet you at the water's edge. The perfect day.
Unless you're me, and you get bored stiff after about two hours.
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