Kites are not dragons

This past weekend I celebrated Kite Fest! Here is the back story: Drache means dragon and kite in German. So, I thought I was going to a dragon fest. Yes, that doesn't make any sense, but I was unaware that the tournament I attended was part of a full international festival. Anyway, it was kite fest, and I was a bit disappointed, but the weekend was still fun.


We had beautiful weather, which was great, because two weeks prior we had terrible weather at a tournament. Everyone who was there was walking around in shorts and a t-shirt. The tournament didn't start until noon, which meant we didn't have to leave until Saturday morning. The tournament was also a hat tournament, which means you don't go with a team, but sign up individually. My team was called "Ridgeback" and we were pretty terrible. The teams weren't distributed terribly equally, my team had more women than any other team. At first we were all a little unsure about each other, but throughout the weekend we were all joking around with each other. At the end of the day on Sunday, when we were done playing, five of us were all sitting together to watch the "All Star" game.

And because we got done around 1pm, we also got to walk around a bit of the international kite fest, and it was amazing. There were more kites in one area than I have ever seen. The colors were amazing, and they were everywhere.

And finally, here is the beautiful sunset I saw while riding my bike home from Steffi's house.