I descended further, enough to keep well above people's heads while still being close enough to hear the chatter of hundreds of voices. I idly drifted by, wondering to myself how these people would react if they just looked up and saw me sailing like a kite overhead.

I heard a woman talking to a friend as they reclined on their towels. "I told him, 'I don't want to hear it. We're through.'"

I grinned, feeling a little mischievous eavesdropping on people.

"But dad," a little girl whined, "I wanna go in the water!"

"Not until I put your sunscreen on," her father replied.

I kept on going, slowly passing...