Since I don’t know enough Dutch to keep up with the daily newspapers, I’m occasionally, and delightfully, surprised by unexpected festivals. Such was the case last night: I came back from dinner with friends to find that my street had been taken over by Kesselskade Festen.
There was a music stage, cheap beer, lots of people and laughter flowing past my window (and ringing my doorbell) until the wee hours. Then it cranked up again this afternoon…’looks like another late night.
It was a lot of spontaneous fun, though: this is the sort of thin I really enjoy about living in the city, especially in summer.