So the other night we headed off to the Rasta Festival. Our friend had a workshop on kites. Sri Lankain kites to be exact, Sri Lankain fighting kites to be even more exact. Sebastian was so hyped up he couldn't stop running trying to ket his kite up. (There was no wind). He didn't crash and burn until the car ride home around 10:30. Good music, great food and perfect weather.
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