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The conference was followed by an outdoor exhibition in beachside pavilions. Between one and four, each country set up a display, staffed it, and then tore down. We then packed everything and boarded busses for the next stop – the delightful Ho Tram Beach Resort.
We arrived in Ho Tram at dusk, checked into our rooms, and then headed for the beach and the first actual flying of the festival. Winds were warm and fresh - ideal for a night show. When we left the field, some fliers kept their kites in the air expecting they might still be there the next morning.
The traditional Kites of Vietnam were high aspect with curved trailing and leading edges. They were unstable in the sky - almost like a fighter. And the distinguishing feature was a tier of flutes that generated a low harmonic whistle as they moved across the sky.
Plenty of media covered our flying the morning of day three. It was a great and varied show in a tight flying space. Mix kiters from 17 different nations or cultures, and you get an interesting sky - but not necessarily an easy one to fly in. Still, everyone interacted well. If only countries acted like kiters!
Enthused volunteers helped relaunch and untangle, and after just a few hours, seemed equally happy to carry our bags off the beach and to the busses for the trip back to Vung Tau. We were due on the field first thing in the morning.
The Vung Tau beach is long and narrow. Off shore breezes worked well enough when the tide was out. But then of course it came back in.
At the briefing earlier in the week, we had drawn lots for flying space and a USA flag and a shade umbrella was waiting for us on the sand. But leave your shade for a moment and when you looked back, the public would have moved in to avoid the heat!
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