"But we went to the beach yesterday," complained Vicky. "You said we were going to do something different!" she accused.
"Actually," said Charlie. "It's what we're going to do when we get there that is different." And he smiled a secret smile.
They all ran off towards the beach. There were lots of windsurfers flying along on the water on their surfboards, being pulled along in the wind by giant kites.
"Oooh! Are we going to go windsurfing?" asked Boo.
"Not quite," replied Charlie, who had stopped on the sand and was busy unwrapping his packages. "We're going to fly our own kites! Let me show you!"
Charlie took a very colourful kite out of one of the packages, unwound the string, held the kite aloft in the wind, and then let it go. The kite soared high up into the sky and Charlie skilfully made it dive as if it would hit the ground, and then, pulling the strings again, making it soar back up! He was very good at his kite-flying!