Stories of KK

In what would have been our first wind-chasing trip since the kids came along, Trikora in Bintan was to have given KK his first rip-roaring gusting taste of kitesurfing. (Yes he has to go overseas to learn it)  Our reality: A beach so still a piece of tissue wouldn’t flutter.     * KK and kiting instructor discussing the dismal state of wind as someone tries pathetically to have a go outside  But we are oh so good at making the best out of the bad.   THE BAD: The Bintan Cabana, a two-bedroom villa with scummy sinks and so little furniture we had to eat sitting on the floor.     BUT: The bedrooms had aircon! It was so great I took five hours worth of naps on Day 1 (and three hours on Day 2) and the girls gushed about being able to sleep in aircon.   THE BAD: Food at the Bintan Cabana which consists of stale bread, what looks like leftovers from the day before and bad buffets.   BUT: We bring our own gas burner to cook! Instant noodles and Campbell soups! It was so great the girls gush a