Today being Friday in Kabul (the Western equivalent of Sunday), my Afghan colleague and I walked up to a hillside where dozens - maybe even 100 - kites were flying and battling in the sky. I was the only foreigner there, and I was mesmerized.
A kite, its string cut by another's, floats to earth:
Kids use these long poles to catch the kites, twirling the string around them. You can faintly see kites flying in the background:
Kites, which come in different sizes, are all handmade, from paper:
String, coated with a material that makes it sharp, for sale:
Not the bird kind of kites (as in Mississipi, Swallow-Tailed), but amazing all the same...