Fifteen other ETAs and I partook in the Pasir Gudang World Kite Festival this past weekend. Though if you didn’t look up, you would’ve thought it was an Angry Birds balloon festival.

I actually spent more time imagining The Attack of the Giant Kites Eerily Looming off the Horizon than eating at the cheap food and snack stalls (US$1 waffles!).

Traditional wau (“kite” in Thai), none of which flew:

Folks came from all over the world to fly kites in the abysmal and only-slightly-breezy weather. Including a dude from the US. Who has huge calves. In case you were wondering.